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Shorty be, shorty be Making me mad. Ocean. Ocean. I'ma just get to the bag. Shorty be making me mad. She got a thing for the past. Want me to stay at the pad. I just look at her and laugh. I'ma just get to the bag. Then I'ma go cop you a bag. Then I'ma get back to the bag. I'ma get back to the bag. Shorty be making me mad. She got a thing for the past. Want me to stay at the pad. I just look at her and laugh. I'ma get back to the bag. Then I'ma go cop you a bag. Then I'ma get back to the bag. Shorty be-gone, I ain't slowing up. If the bread ain't there, I ain't showing up. Wanna see me down, but I ain't folding up. They rather be hating than showing love. Shorty be asking too many questions like if she Don't already know what's up. Gotta get to the bag. If it ain't six Or fatter, then there ain't no point in me Posting up. I need it to look like a Phone number. Can't bring no bread if I don't Trust 'em. Chasing the bag like you stole something. Got it on my own, I don't owe nothing. I'm back on my shit, now they asking for Shit. Like I'll pay you back, man, that shit Is corny. That's the shit I don't get. People forget. When I had it bad, they weren't There for me. Now I got it lit, you Can't tell me shit. Fuck is you saying? Fuck is you saying? I'm still on the go. I can't wait up. I'm making a play. This every day. Taking days off, ain't got time To lay. Ain't to lay. I haven't been sleeping. They keep on calling, I'm On the way. I'm on the way. I'ma just get to the bag. Shorty be making me mad. She got a thing for the past. Want me to stay at the pad. I just look at her and laugh. I'ma just get to the bag. Then I'ma go cop you a bag. Then I'ma get back to the bag. I'ma get back to the bag. Shorty be making me mad. She got a thing for the past. Want me to stay at the pad. I just look at her and laugh. I'ma get back to the bag. Then I'ma go cop you a bag. Then I'ma get back to the bag. Shorty be-50 on my new freezer. Shorty don't want me to leave her. Slide in her like my Visa. Drop it in her like a meter. Yeah, I was just letting it go. I was just letting you know. I pass her Some work, she pass me some cash. I give it and go like a warrior coach. These past that pass don't get a revoke. Now I don't get wet, but I'm leaving her Soaked. And I know that she getting approached. Them niggas be coming from every new picture she Post. And that's a no-brainer. I keep her on deck, I retained her. She locking me down like retainers. 'Cause I'm laying it down like a stainer. When I'm using the kitchen, it's none of her Business when I just be whipping cocaine up. Just be ready, I empty a chamber. Stop the texting, ma, I ain't no ranger. I be trapping, avoiding the danger. I'm the fireman with the flamer. Like the baggage claim, I just get to the Bag. Gucci, Louis, how I'm copping your bag. I'ma just get to the bag. Shorty be making me mad. She got a thing for the past. Want me to stay at the pad. I just look at her and laugh. I'ma just get to the bag. Then I'ma go cop you a bag. Then I'ma get back to the bag. I'ma get back to the bag. Shorty be making me mad. She got a thing for the past. Want me to stay at the pad. I just look at her and laugh. I'ma get back to the bag. Then I'ma go cop you a bag. Then I'ma get back to the bag. Shorty be
Frost, HAFFA — The Bag
«The Bag» — Frost, HAFFA. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:18. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
