Little Brother

Little Brother - Good Clothes

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[Phonte talking:]

(Uh) We gon' get it started, man

I'm feelin so fresh tonight

Yes, yes, ya know, I'm seein all the beautiful people

Everybody rocking their favorite brands

What ever your favorite brand is

It's whatever you wanna do, yaknowhatimsayin?

But uh, you know, I didn't always have it like that

We didn't always have it, yaknowhatimsayin?

So this what we had to do to look fly, yaknowhatimsayin?

This how we used to get it in

[Chorus: Phonte]

Aiyyo, I used to go to the mall with 40 dollars in hand

It ain't matter at all cause I could go see my man

Down at South Square Mall workin at J Riggins, oh no!

Manager leaves, he let me cop from the low lows

Slacks and polos, you better watch that

Boy in durangos, blazer, and mock neck

Almost broke but you still gon' see him

At the T game pimpin through the Greensborough Coliseum, man

[Phonte:]

(Uh) Cause now I got on my good clothes

I'm sick of wearin hand-me-down, raggedy hood clothes

Call me ugly, man I wish a bitch would clothes

Go out to the club, yea we probably should clothes

(Yea, uh) Say I got on my good clothes (What?)

Say I got on my good clothes

Yo, 40 dollars I done got me some good clothes

I got on my good clothes

(Check me out) I got on my good clothes

[Big Pooh:]

I used to go to my mom, like I'm tryna be fresh

Told her look at my closet, you know your boy look a mess

So we hopped in the car, headed straight to Sears

At the time I was bigger than the rest of my peers

As we got on the floor, was embarassin trust me

The saleswoman walked me straight over to husky

I still got stonewashed denim, Bobby Brown patent leather

Members Only jacket, ain't nobody fresher than me

[Chorus: Big Pooh]

I said I got on my good clothes

Sick of wearin hand-me-down, raggedy hood clothes

Call me ugly, man I wish a bitch would clothes

Go out to the club, yea we probably should clothes

(Yea) I said I got on my good clothes (What?)

You know I got on my good clothes

Husky jeans, patent leather, I wore those

I got on my good clothes

(Check it out) I got on my good clothes

[Phonte talking:]

Y'all lookin good tonight, but some of ya'll thats in the room

I can't front

Like you at the bar,

It's hot in this club man so why you got that leather coat on, dawg?

Come on (Take that coat off, nigga)

And you, the big girl with the low-rise jeans on,

Got the fat hangin over the sides (Better go to lane bryant)

Girl, you got your gut bustin over the side of your jeans

It look like a muffin

Come on now, let's be provocative(?)

[Big Pooh:]

I got boxes of shoes, get shirts by the caseload

Size 48 jeans, how did they make those?

New Eras we take those, givin us good clothes

Nothin when you broke, when you ain't you don't spend dough

[Phonte:]

I had a homie at Azure, but he got tired

And another at ?, but he got fired

So ironic when you want it, you the last on the list

But when you get cake, they can't wait to give you some shit

Yaknowhatimsayin?

[Chorus: Phonte]

(Uh) Cause now I got on my good clothes

I'm sick of wearin hand-me-down, raggedy hood clothes

Call me ugly, man I wish a bitch would clothes

Go out to the club, yea I probably should clothes

(Yea, uh) Say I got on my good clothes (What?)

(Uh) Say I got on my good clothes

Yo, 40 free now I got all these good clothes

I got on my good clothes

I got on my good clothes (Yea)

[Phonte talking:]

Shout out to all my good clothes suppliers (Uh)

Talkin about my man, ?, Lindsay

Talkin about my homegirl, Porsche

Talkin about my man, Neil Nice, ?

Talkin about my man, ? (Uh)

(Yea) We got on these good clothes

We got on these good clothes

Thanks to jw doom for these lyrics

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