Free Lyrics by Natalia Kills

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    Get'cha 5's, get'cha 10's, get'cha 20's out
    Get'cha 5's, get'cha 10's, get'cha 20's out
    Get'cha 5's, get'cha 10's, get'cha 50's out
    Get'cha 5's, get'cha 10's, get'cha 50's out

    I'm free
    I just spent all my money
    But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing
    Free
    Burned a hole in my pocket
    But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing

    Call me a perfectionist
    Addicted to immaculate
    The hair right, shoes tight
    Got to look the dress the part
    With nothin' in my pocket
    Got a catwalk for a closet
    On my last lonely dollar
    Lock me up before I hit the store
    Wanna be like Midas
    But my bank account is minus

    Gotta stretch that dollar bill
    Stretch that dollar
    Need a genie in a bottle
    Change a quarter to a hundred
    Gotta stretch that dollar bill
    Stretch that dollar bill

    I'm free
    I just spent all my money
    But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing
    Free
    Burned a hole in my pocket
    But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing

    I wear it once
    And I don't pop the tags
    The next day I'ma bring it back
    I'm at the store
    Can't find nothin' cheaper than my credit score
    My wallet's anorexic
    Can I pay my rent the next month?
    I can hear my name
    Callin' from stilettos on display
    Window shopping's overrated
    If I see it, I'ma take it

    Gotta stretch that dollar bill
    Stretch that dollar
    This Vogue is only paper
    I can't wear the glossy pages
    Gotta stretch that dollar bill
    Stretch that dollar bill

    I'm free
    I just spent all my money
    But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing
    Free
    Burned a hole in my pocket
    But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing

    Get'cha 5's, get'cha 10's, get'cha 20's out
    Get'cha 5's, get'cha 10's, get'cha 20's out
    Get'cha 5's, get'cha 10's, get'cha 50's out
    Get'cha 5's, get'cha 10's, get'cha 50's out

    I need to marry a man from Bel-Air
    One rack, two rack
    I can feel the aircraft hangar
    With my coat hangers
    Bankrupt, it don't matter
    Girls give the eye 'cause they so mad
    I could look fresh in a potato sack
    Need a overdraft, I'ma overdraft
    If the bank man calls, just tell him...

    I'm free
    I just spent all my money
    But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing
    Free
    Burned a hole in my pocket
    But I rocked that like it don't cost a thing

    Get'cha 5's, get'cha 10's, get'cha 20's out (burned a whole in my pocket)
    Get'cha 5's, get'cha 10's, get'cha 20's out (I'm free free free free free baby)
    Get'cha 5's, get'cha 10's, get'cha 50's out (I'm free, oh oh oh)
    Get'cha 5's, get'cha 10's, get'cha 50's out (oh oh)

    I'm free free, yeah
    I just spent all my money
    But I rocked that like it don't
    Cost a thing
    Oh, it don't cost a thing
    Don't cost a thing
    Yeah, oh oh oh
    Yeah

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