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Im a traveler 
All you goin do is just turn your back
And when you do that just pack your sack
And when you leave that door don't come back

What is

Bags on me with that sack on me
Got it here what you need, woah
Got that bag on me couple sacks on me
Got it here what you need, yeah
Dancing with

Oh
Yeah I got them rack racks
I got that big sack and that is no cap yeah
Ohh
Yeah I got them rack racks
I got that big sack and that is no cap yeah

on the sack
Now that's where it's at
Got to get away
Know that I'll miss you PA
Can't take another day
But we're all shitfaced
Party at the trap
Devil hanging

Ay, ay look
Ay

Kush pack in the backpack (Okay)
Nap time in the nap sack, uh
Smartphone for the dumb bread
Cliff full of the bad, bad (Bad, bad,

sacks, my passion
Okay, like, new whip, finna push that shit
Countin' blue strips till it rip my wrist
Who is you, bitch? Leave a bitch clueless
And we do

Es geht mir so auf den Sack
Radfahrer auf der Straße und
Die Tauben auf'm
Dach kacken gleich auf meinen Wagen
Es geht mir so auf den Sack
Und das

作曲 : Fetty Wap
Seen your pretty soon as you came in the door
你一进门就看见你的美丽
I just wanna chill
我只想冷静
Got a sack for us to roll
有个袋子让我们滚
Married

like a snake prepare for expiration
No time for beefing with the broke only sack chasin
Checkin that status on that pack hoping that sack make it
Niggas

a sack for you put some pills in the bag and serve your ass Like a fein nigger
Yes! I don't give Fuck no more
You can pop all  the bottles you can smoke

What you wanna do grab a sack
Some 12 packs and let's have a kick back
What you wanna do grab a sack
Some 12 packs and lets have a kick back
A day in

Pušim neki fat sack
Gudre pun je bekpek
Pušim neki fat sack
Gudre pun je bekpek
Pušim neki fat sack
Gudre pun je bekpek
Pušim neki fat sack i hoću

Smooth criminal
Mike woulda been so proud of me
Money addict general, you know I keep that sack on me
I wish it was ten of you, cause I know these

Eine Hand in meiner Tasche, eine Hand an meinem Sack
Ein Auge auf die Straße das andere auf deine Mom
Ich mach mir keine Platte wegen irgendeiner

U kno im all about them racks

U kno im all about them racks

U kno im all about them racks
I done came up off a sack
If u lookin for me u kno where

had to ask for favors
Get the fuck up out this sack of shit, I know I'm something greater

I be saying fuck it, leave the weed right on the table
Don't

Sugarman oh sugarman in a dry county
Sugarman oh sugarman sellin' sacks of sweet
Sugarman oh sugarman gotta feed your family
Moon shines down in the dark

I-I-I just keep a bag
Light a match, smokin' on a sack
F-Fuckin' these hoes
Stackin' my cash and get my dough bro
I-I-I just keep a bag
Light

I came from the bottom and we ain't have jack
Now I'm running for that paper like a running back
I remember in that field couldn't fumble the sack

back
Been listening to fifty y'all i got my strap
In dem cities where its gritty i get off my pack
If y'all ain't fucking wit me then get off my sack
I'm

cbout that sack you know I chase it 
I got bro's , about that sack they might just take it from ya 
I got hoes , just like the industry they ain't

Dat nigga bitch he rated, he got this shit from his daddy he cross the line, sack him, he in the spot
Paddle him He cross the line, he cross

(Chorus) 
My whip foreign she calling ignoring 
Sack, bag Doubling 
(Tutututu)
My whip foreign she calling ignoring 
(yeaaaa)
Sack, bag Doubling Doubling

that motion
Sheeeesh
We having that motion
I'm on it I'm on it
We having big motion
Run threw the pack and the sack And we run up the digits
We moving