Lyrics:
the bag
Oh that's all you had
My bad boy I didn't mean to
Spend up all yo cash
But Santa baby
If I'm your lady
Then give me diamonds
Jewels and pearls
the bag
Oh that's all you had
My bad boy I didn't mean to
Spend up all yo cash
But Santa baby,
If I'm your lady
Then give me diamonds
Jewels and pearls
ass back
Oh she might snap
Smack her ass tell her that she Strapped
Oh she like that
Diamond set by Tiffany's
She get wett as Venice Beach
Freak in
like Tiffany
So i can go and buy her some Tiffany
She cook it up
She know i like the recipe
She on to me she know
I got the remedy
Im in the hills
it rough, imma make it hurt
Ay, ay
Got that drip on me, take yo bitch to Tiffany’s
Uh
Got that drip on me take yo bitch to Tiffany’s
Uh
Got that drip
She do doughnuts in my head, over and over and over
'Til the cops pull her over
And then she say some real slick shit like
"I'm on my way by Weezy
When you focus on yourself
Got nobody to report to,
I forgot how that shit felt
Now I’m out here working hard,
I’m doing better by myself
Money,
Ladies and gentlemen
Infinity interlude i'm in the mood (uh)
I'm a royal the hit 87 on cruise
The remy makin' her oohs slip off your shoes
Screen
by my side
And that if I don't remain in your life you'd probably die ya
And I can be a lot sometimes it's something I'm facing
Nobody ever made me
Tracey Baby Boy
Where You been
I'm in The Kitchen
1300 for the Tiffany's
These Ain't The Same Ones
If I spend it nigga imma make it right back
I don't do
flexicution, this is what the people said they wanted from the rap god (god)
This that flexicution, this that flexicution
Any many miney mo, catch a nigga by his
She daddy taught
Street and book smart
Independent
Hold her drinks
And roll ups
Link up and fucks
I Love My Ladies
Fun as fuck
Build you up
Pop out
I'm sure by now you can read me like a letter
Wear my feelings on my sleeve so you see the letter
Makes me wanna say it on my twitter
Let
by solving SHIT
Started floating
Here I'm
Feeling freedom Pharrell William
Smoking
Sativa Kush
And never heroine
Wearing
Puma, Nike that is simple
y'all
My crew'll break each shoulder
I'm that nigga they talk about on street soldiers
Cause my street soldiers are heat holders and weed rollers
We keep
Come here baby, we the niggas you wan be standing by
I'm there, I'm standing on sumthing so hold your cameras high
I got that street sound, I'm gettin
with orphans
I'm at the bottom of the mud, where it started
I need Biscotti, gotta smoke by a forest
Got a flock of tens, like an arsenal
This shit
or clothes, that’s just the life that I’m livin' (Ooh)
I don’t like rappin' bout Glocks or the uzi but that’s how I’m spittin'
I laugh to the bank cause I heard
just perhaps
I'm single by the way, single
Love the way you act
I can see myself fallin' in love with you
Wake up in Spain with a panoramic view
Oh
black, the words are my corset
I’m the lady in black, I pretend that I am all set
And then you come along
And you show me what is wrong
I broke my own
thang (whistle)
It's the new 2003 call Ladies
Haha Fo shizzle
So So Def
[Hook]
All I'm trynna do is get my doe up
I'm your boy you're my
Twisted
Don’t get it twisted
I’m bout my business
All my bitches want the Tiffany’s
They say I’m gifted
I almost missed it
Spent so many
that it played out different
Yeah I know it sucks girl
I'm so...
Sorry, I'm not sorry
Cause I've been rolling round, shut it down, lady
Bagged him up,
second-hand obstacles,
But only to make matters worse.
Plus I'm getting pimped by this temp lady, Jackie,
From Optima staffing, figure laughing.
Shut up
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