This is a song about "Through the clothes"

This is oh so much like getting votes

Went down the aisles, snatchin all the clothes

We love for a while then a light goes

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

So the next time she buys you clothes, she can get you a bigger bra,

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

She's shivering in the cold, 'cause she's outside with no clothes

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Or your designer clothes littering the floor,

Everything i wanted never seem so close

Money's on my mind, break the bank, now the clothes and hoes,

They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,

You dead broke, yes folks, the jewels are like egg yolks

Learn it by the g code, fire under them street clothes,

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes