| I got the streets
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| I got the juice
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| I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
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| I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
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| I got the strap, I got the hitters
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| Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
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| I got the money (first you get the money)
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| I got the power (then you get the power)
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| We got the streets (hey, hey!)
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| Because they ours (uh-huh!)
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| I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
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| 'Bout to go spend a bag, 'bout to go spend a bag
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| Go spend a bag, 'bout to go spend a bag, hey!
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| What is that question you asked?
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| What is in my bookbag?
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| That’s just a whole lot of cash
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| Or that’s just a whole lot of swag
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| I just got back from England
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| I just made a mil in three months
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| I just smoked an ounce in three blunts
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| I pour lean in my Grey Poupon
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| I never had shit so I stunt, flex
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| Half a million dollars worth of jewelry on while I’m havin' sex
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| Real street nigga playin' with paper
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| So I do it for the streets, fuck a hater
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| Yeah I threw the money on a stripper ho
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| But later on that night I fucked a waiter
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| 'Bout to go spend me a bag
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| I’m 'bout to go spend me a bag
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| I’m 'bout to go fuck on your bitch
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| Take her overseas with me, she in first class
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| I’m 'bout to go spend me a bag
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| I’m 'bout to go spend me a bag
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| Boy that’s a whole lot of swag
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| Gucci Timberlands with the matching rag
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| I got the streets
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| I got the juice
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| I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
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| I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
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| I got the strap, I got the hitters
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| Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
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| I got the money (first you get the money)
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| I got the power (then you get the power)
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| We got the streets (hey, hey!)
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| Because they ours (uh-huh!)
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| I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
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| 'Bout to go spend a bag, 'bout to go spend a bag
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| Go spend a bag, 'bout to go spend a bag, hey!
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| I got the the youth, I got the Benz
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| Was gon' cop Bentley but then I got Maybach
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| That boy ain’t no soldier, he act like Pat Sajak
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| A nigga so fresh that I smell just like Ajax
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| Ooh, I got the bag
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| I got the swag in a box filled with tags
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| Show off my riches 'cause I came from rags
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| Jacksonville shawty, my bitch drive a Jag
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| Nigga run up, on my soul he’ll get dragged
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| I spend a whole lotta, Louis scarf wrapped like I came from Al-Qaeda
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| Fuck the rap game, I do not need no writers
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| I know the shooters and hang with the fighters
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| One kilo dab, I pipe up more than Rowdy Piper
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| Viper viper, my bro keep a sniper
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| Pop pop at your top
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| Fuck around and run it up like I’m Guap
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| Ay, never gon' stop
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| Lil Boat take your worst day to the chop shop
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| Over there on the east block
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| He lives the thug life just like Pac
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| I live the good life, I’m the don
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| Young enough to be your mama’s son
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| But some hire mama’s sons
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| Still a nigga signing, fuck her older son
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| Shout out Zaya, got my neck and wrist on pawn
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| I got the streets
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| I got the juice
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| I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
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| I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
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| I got the strap, I got the hitters
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| Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
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| I got the money (first you get the money)
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| I got the power (then you get the power)
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| We got the streets (hey, hey!)
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| Because they ours (uh-huh!)
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| I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
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| 'Bout to go spend a bag, 'bout to go spend a bag
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| Go spend a bag, 'bout to go spend a bag, hey!
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| I pull up smokin' out the bag
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| I’m 'bout to go spend a bag
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| I count that money real fast
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| I wonder if that’s her real ass
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| I’m on the E-way doin' the dash
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| All this ice on me looking like glass
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| These bitches they love me like Shaft
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| In the trap I perfected my craft
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| Told you niggas ain’t real as us
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| Told you niggas ain’t seeing us
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| Lost a quarter mil re’ing up
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| Niggas too slow, ain’t keeping up
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| Sipping on Actavis
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| Drinking me a codeine daiquiri
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| Showed up late but fashionably
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| Every week is fashion week, yeah
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| Need a bad bitch that set it off like Jada
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| I don’t wanna fuck, I want you to hold my sack, I’ll pay you
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| In Pappadeaux eating alligator
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| My favorite app is a calculator
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| Yeah, I think I might go spend me a bag today my nigga
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| I got the streets
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| I got the juice
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| I got the weed, I got the drank, I got the coupe
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| I got the racks, I got the trap, I got the hoes
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| I got the strap, I got the hitters
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| Stay out my way, paper route business, hey!
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| I got the money (first you get the money)
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| I got the power (then you get the power)
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| We got the streets (hey, hey!)
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| Because they ours (uh-huh!)
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| I got the bag, I got the swag, I got the bag
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| 'Bout to go spend a bag, 'bout to go spend a bag
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| Go spend a bag, 'bout to go spend a bag, hey! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bagg , by - Young Dolph. Song from the album Gelato, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп