Lyrics:
brush ya teeth? You on dem hoes?
You got dem Reeboks on ya feet with dem Girbauds?
Then you a solja nigga, put up a solja rag!
Put up a soljah rag, put
Down in Atlanta on Harris Street
That's where the boys and girls do meet
Doin' that rag, that Georgia Rag
Out in the alley, in the street
Every
Then you a SOLJA nigga, put up a solja rag!!!
Put up a soljah rag
Put up a soljah rag
Verse Two:
Now what's happenin' wit' you?
(Ayy, Zypitano got that gas)
(Six, chill, fool, for real, for real)
Mm
Yeah (ooh, ooh, ooh)
We went from rags to riches (yeah)
Project fences
a Harry rag
Harry rag, Harry rag
Do anything just to get a Harry rag
And he curses himself for the life he's led
And rolls himself a Harry rag
Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was just rags and old iron
I heard that old rag man now making his rounds
He came right to my alley
Down in Atlanta on Harris Street
Everybody that you meet
Can do that rag, called the Georgia Rag
C'mon baby don't be slow
Put down that bottle
the bed has been made
Sleeping and crying and oh
Give me your hand and the ghost will be laid
Bell book and candle and oh
But you're shaking me like a rag
Then you a SOLJA nigga, put up a solja rag!!!
Put up a soljah rag
Put up a soljah rag
Verse Two:
Now what's happenin' wit' you?
Rag, mama, rag, I can't believe it's true
Rag, mama, rag, what did you do?
I crawled up to the railroad track
Let the four nineteen scratch my
Rag, mama, rag, I can't believe it's true
Rag, mama, rag, what did you do?
I crawled up to the railroad track
Let the four nineteen scratch my
Swizzy, need y'all to take y'all rags out, man, T.I
And let it swang, swang, swang, swang
Let it swang, swang, swang, swang
Alright, okay, I don't
I went from rags to riches, to fucking the badest bitches
I went from rags to riches, to fucking the badest bitches
I went from rags to riches,
Whoo! Whoo!
Swizzy
Need y'all t take y'all rags out man
T.I.
And let it swang
Swang
Swang
Swang
Let it swang
Swang
Swang
Alright (alright) okay
Whoo! Whoo!
Swizzy
Need y'all t take y'all rags out man
T.I.
And let it swang
Swang
Swang
Swang
Let it swang
Swang
Swang
Alright (alright) okay
And all I do is just count them
A crosshair, an arm and a leg
And both lungs, that'd make there an album
(RAGS) I got a rude attitude
Never been afraid
a harry rag
Harry rag, harry rag
Do anything just to get a harry rag
And he curses himself for the life he's led
And rolls himself a harry rag and puts
they don't
So I know I got to do it on my own
Cause I ain't having this shit
I swear to god I'll go from
Rags to riches
Path to riches what I'm walking
Rag mama rag, I can't believe it's true
Rag mama rag, what did you do?
I crawled up to the railroad track
Let the four nineteen scratch my back
Shag
rag mama rag ..... i can't believe its true
rag mama rag ...... what did ya do
i go on up to the railroad track
let the 4:19 scratch my back
sag
These rags are thirty million dollars
And these rags are in debt to Lucifer
And these rags say you'll never go to college and wear the
Rag pajamas
the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl, four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for them
Should have hit it, quit it, rag-top
Before you
the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl, four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for them
Should have hit it, quit it, rag-top
Before you
the name of Bamboo
Got a little baby girl, four year, Jordan
Never turn my back on my kids for them
Should have hit it, quit it, rag-top
Before you
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