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your bills believe me girl I'll pop them tags
You can push this Benz, or baby you can whip the Jag
Shawty just so thick believe me dawg, I can't lie

magic 
This ain't no Hocus pocus

This a rare flick
I gotta keep it focused

Looking at that Jag
It's looking like a lotus

You see the house on hills

baby she need it all she can have those
Lil momma she skirtin off in the jag though
Girl you fuckin wit a nigga who got cash flow
You my rida, you my

eat it up (lalala)
Head back to the lab come back
With a mag 6 shots to the lad
He's off in bag I'm off in a jag
Getting top at the pad
Back shots

mir geht's gut
Ich hab' Visions, wie auf Shrooms
Häng' mit den Jungs in Haus E Booth

Bitch ich jag' Racks und vergesse die Zeit
Draußen am Machen, sind

the jag, I got cops on my ass
Suicide drift, I just hope I don't crash
Bringing it back, shawty bringing it back
Treat her like Kit Kat cause I'm breaking

up ina Porsche, took off ina jag
Try to play me for dummy, smartest one in the class
Got me feeling like Jason when under the mask
Smoking this gas

lil' freak
A lil' thick something with a bad physique, she know she a pro cause she had to be
You know she top notch to hop in this jag with me, that's

first, first class
Royal

They got the swag in the bag with the jag
Jet lagged
Glasses on, phone down
Workplace, royal

She hit the club, on dubs, Bottles

like brand new fads
Pussy get popped like brand new tags
Pussy run down like old school Jags
Damn ya'll niggas so sad
Damn ya'll niggas so sad
Damn ya'll

Tha lul bitch a Barbie Yu know dat she bad
Neva trip bout a bitch that I Already had
Sauve got da range had thoughts of a jag
I got a new gun extended

paper bag Wah see wen mi wave e soh like a Wah flag 
Bat a fly nuh rass to o mi have it a Jag 
Bullet a bore flesh like any knife stab 
Bout dem a gun man

Cuz baby push a jag 
She get it from her momma 
Why She quick to beat a bitch azz 
She get it from her momma 

Thick fine woman that a male you smile

cash
I'm in my Jag
Percs no grass
Maybach merc to the part and we rolling up last
You calling me wack
I'm fucking famous hoes in London but you calling

not make to class, but I know how to do math
I know how to count up
Why is that pussy so fat
Girl that lil pussy a Jag
Big Purr
Why is she looking so

fast like a jag feenin' for that bag 
I got a message for them desperate bitches in the back
I can not do not one of you
When I was sleeping on the floor

jag uh
So close that I'm fuelin' up the fire
Blowing up like I snipped the wrong wire
They see me up, reach up to the stars aspire
I told em I can't

by the hoes
Now a nigga know Jag finna get that doe cash before I hit that door hit the dro
Hit em with the big bad flow and get x out tic tac toe hit

racks
To all my haters who can't get that 
N**** the truth now
You gotta accept that 
Never did step back 
Skirt on the jag dash
Got all my s*** loaded

know I got jug 
Codeine is all in cup
I'm sleeping all up on the road
I'm swerving I'm all in my jag
Couple thousand on my ass
Vasace is all on the tag

the keys to the jag
Now the other bi**hes mad

Badder than bad
She need a bag, where is her man
She callin my name
What are you sayin, what are you sayin
I

Next up switch it right back
Windows tinted all black
In the back of a Jag
And a full backpack
With a sack of the gas
Off to the moon with a blast
Puff

a fuckin' tag

I might hop up out of that splat, or scat, might fuckin' jag
Make him run, he gon' jog, nigga, pussy, catch his ass
At the store, he just

have done did when the steel'll blast

Pockets filled with cash, fuck a Benz or Jag
Lookin rough in a bucket, tuckin tens and Macs
Dip roam, chip