| Young Jefe holmes, oh
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| GG for life
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| Goose with another one
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| Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
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| Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
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| They call me Young Jefe, girl I know you like my swag
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| If you want this shit forever then you better make it last
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| Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
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| Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
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| We ridin' in them foreigns, gettin' ass inside the Jag
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| Yes I make these niggas mad, got some killers who gon' blast
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| Make me blow a bag
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| Remember when I met you, girl I told you you was special
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| I told you would love me girl, you thought that I was flexin'
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| Them other niggas missed they lick, they thought they would finesse you
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| All this balling got 'em salty, turned these niggas into pretzels
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| Alright, alright, we can do this all night
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| Bitch my outfit all white, we can have 'em all fight
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| Sent a runner to the store and told him get me all the Sprites
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| Bitch my stash house is a hike, got them big old racks inside
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| Gucci, Louis, Pucci, baby your life is a movie
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| She regret givin' up the booty, bitch go and sue me
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| One day, «Papi that’s your coochy,» next day like she never knew me
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| All my friends are dead, that’s why I be ridin' 'round with that Uzi
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| Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
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| Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
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| They call me Young Jefe, girl I know you like my swag
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| If you want this shit forever then you better make it last
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| Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
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| Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
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| We ridin' in them foreigns, gettin' ass inside the Jag
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| Yes I make these niggas mad, got some killers who gon' blast
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| Make me blow a bag
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| Yeah I was thinkin' 'bout wifing it but I ended up one-nighting it
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| The way she suck the dick I swear this lil bitch is so trifling
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| Girl I had all type of bitches, you one of the baddest
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| She say that I’m too savage, I know you don’t like 'em average
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| Know you can’t replace me, are you fucking crazy
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| A lot of niggas ain’t me, baby baby baby
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| A lot of niggas hate me, lot of niggas ain’t player
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| Lot of niggas change ways, bitch we still the same gang
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| Gucci, Louis, Pucci, baby your life is a movie
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| She regret givin' up the booty, bitch go and sue me
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| One day, «Papi that’s your coochy,» next day like she never knew me
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| All my friends are dead, that’s why I be ridin' 'round with that Uzi
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| Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
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| Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
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| They call me Young Jefe, girl I know you like my swag
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| If you want this shit forever then you better make it last
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| Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
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| Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
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| We ridin' in them foreigns, gettin' ass inside the Jag
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| Yes I make these niggas mad, got some killers who gon' blast
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| Make me blow a bag |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Blow A Bag , by - Shy Glizzy. Song from the album Quiet Storm, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп