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drip get sicker I just say cmen (drip)
I got me some real ones I don't need fake friends 
Got holy water in my cross the devil say cmen

Verse
Wake up

the fame, I'll be worth it, in your lane I'll be skrrrrt
Push the gas, my nigga kush the gas
Got no books in the bag, palm her head that's the gag
What your

Just ride my rollercoaster, yeah
It's Big LD up in the Escalade You know I brought my toaster, yeah
It's Big LD, lil' boy, I'm back in my bag Never no

to be a thug, but let em know bitch i got dat pimp up in my blood
Mouth full of slugs u can till by the mug, still bout Ima pharmacists you get yo ass

my bag
Bring my blues
The coupe been under
The bitch been stunning
Nuhn brand new
Swag came rushing
Swag came touching
Swag came tumbling
He's not my

Fed Up

Usher

Victory [Clean]

2010

nigga)
And they give me the love I need (yeah)
I got my foot in the door but still hustlin' for more
Check in the game man back in the light (yeah)
I'm

keep bad bitches on trail
Feeling on my johnson like they reading in Braille
Lick me like a envelope, that's how you handle mail
A cis-het nigga bag with

all you hear is repercussion
Told a bitch, too much selfish gonna lead
To self destruction
She looked me in my eyes and said
Man, I ain't worried 'bout

he doing bad
'Cause nigga I been through that shit
But I'm in my bag, yeah my nigga, I'm in my bag
But I think you been knew that shit
How I make

moving off of god timing
I be sliding i dont even be trying
I dont know about u but i rather be in a rathe crying
Getting my dick suck by a bad bitch while

I'm in traffic 
You can't see my vision wearing glasses
What you want nigga I'm taxing 
You don't even own your sauce or your masters 

All that fake

reign and niggas look a little bit under the weather"
I said that in Poundcake
But you know in time like fine wine my lines get better and better 
Grab

We become indifferent
Run from decisions
I'm solving questions
Stall in learning lessons
Am I the first to confess it
No saint so I usher you to my

roof top with the hits  boy
I'm just tryna get some diamonds on my neck dawg

Put in the bag, put in the bag
(Big cheques)
Put in the bag, put in the bag

uh hop in my uh
Hop in my bag lets settle in
Hop in my uh hop in my uh
Hop in my bag bag bag
Aye I hop in this shit cause I need to get by
At first you

hurting 4 real
Cause I’m in my bag look 4 real
Fuck a nigga it is what it is
In that field you get hurt or get killed
I’m better off by myself eating a meal

happiness for sale
Niggas had the funds
It was happiness for sale
We was having fun
It was happiness for sale
I say I be in the mall with my last 10k

Bag dat

keep these bands in my pants 
I get the bag hit the salsa, I don't ever slow dance 
I been on mental high, don't know where Ima land
Took a trip across

my sweet escape
Bussit to ya limit
Girl you Ari Lennox
Whip cream in ya kitchen
In the backseat, imma hit it
Look
Walk with confidence you got that

by my whip it look like underglow
Say that I'm not getting money you penochio
Pull up heavy get it poppin bag of OkeDoke
You know no need to look close

how
Tell em' why God does it
Pain like usher
Fresh to the T keep it clean
Chris in the front no tucker
Christ bring life can you receive He loves you

her slide in on some flip flop shit
A couple thousand from the block you in yo big bag
Until they force you to sit down and then you big mad
Blame

Crooked, Crooked, Crooked
I been lookin, lookin, lookin
Lookin for that crime to fill my time up
Bitch come on and find us
We dripped out in designa

the Chi comma Illinois,
My crew makes more noise than yours,
Fifteen in one do tour make 'em sick with no cure,
As she sits by da bar she sips cristy,
In