| Ricky Racks, I see you
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| I need big bags
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| Audio Cartel shit, baby
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| Yeah
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| I need big bags, yeah
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| I need big bags
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| Yeah
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| I need big bags, yeah
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| I need big bags
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| Whoa, ayy
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| Look
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| I need big bags
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| Tell me where you get that
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| Walked out of the store, I’ll pop at least six tags
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| That’s a big bag, money well spent though
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| Mixin' up the Louis with some Chrome Heart kicks, whoa
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| Where they do that? |
| somebody come and tell me
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| Blew it on my own but I like it when you help me
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| Whoa, I think they jealous
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| Gucci on my pelvis
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| Smoking like a Marley, but living like I’m Elvis (Whoa, whoa, wait)
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| Everyone worried 'bout me but I hope that they’re okay (I hope that they’re
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| okay)
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| Droppin' the top for the breeze, just grabbed the Porsche today (I grabbed the
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| Porsche today)
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| Everyone thought I would leave, nobody thought I would stay (Yeah,
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| nobody thought I would stay)
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| Came from the beach, I’m the wave
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| There ain’t really much else I can say
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| They thought I had it made 'cause I never worked minimum wage
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| Made the call on my own, followed my dreams
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| Suddenly everything changed
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| Suddenly everyone needs me
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| Suddenly all these girls want me
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| Since I gave 'em «Nightmares», I just got all these girls on me
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| Told her, «Don't forget the rest of me»
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| She always takes the best of me, and says she wants the best for me
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| I don’t care anymore, I swear
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| It’s just another tragedy of love
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| It’s just another tragedy, it had to be like this
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| It’s just another tragedy of love
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| It’s just another tragedy, it had to be like this (Whoa)
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| I need big bags, yeah
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| I need big bags
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| Yeah
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| I need big bags, yeah
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| I need big bags
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| Whoa, ayy
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| Look
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| I need big bags
|
| Tell me where you get that
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| Walked out of the store, I’ll pop at least six tags
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| That’s a big bag, money well spent though
|
| Mixin' up the Louis with some Chrome Heart kicks, whoa
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| Where they do that? |
| somebody come and tell me
|
| Blew it on my own but I like it when you help me
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| Whoa, I think they jealous
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| Gucci on my pelvis
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| Smoking like a Marley, but living like I’m Elvis (Whoa, whoa, wait)
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| Told her, «Don't forget the rest of me»
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| She always takes the best of me, and says she wants the best for me
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| I don’t care anymore, I swear
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| It’s just another tragedy of love
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| It’s just another tragedy, it had to be like this
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| It’s just another tragedy of love
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| It’s just another tragedy, it had to be like this (Whoa)
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| Took a flight to the West Coast
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| Now she thinks it’s the best coast
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| See me up in my dress code
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| Chuck T’s, got a white tee
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| Got that nice steez
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| I think she like me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Big Bags , by - Yung Pinch. Song from the album Back 2 The Beach, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп