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letra de gold in a duffle bag - agoff

[intro: soulja boy & agoff]
seventeen years old wit’ a whole milli (mill’)
pull up on yo b-tch in a new bentley (bentley)
seventeen years old wit’ a whole milli (mill’)
pull up on yo b-tch in a new bentley (bentley)
im flexin’ with this f-ckin’ choppa, you get hit wit bullets (grahh)
shoutout to agoff ’cause i know that he gon’ pull it
my-
i got gold bricks in the duffle bag (gold)
i got gold bricks in a duffle bag (in a duffle bag)
i just left the bank with a bag of cash (splash, drip)
put a b-tch up on the strip and got it fast (and got it fast)
i got gold bricks in a duffle bag (in a duffle bag, n-gga) (this is an official dj shon mixtape release)
ayy, man, i’ma come clean (woah), me and agoff finna turn up (yeah, man)
i’ma come straight clean on y’all n-ggas (margiеla walkin’, man)
very rare man, yeah, you dig? (puma on mе, man)
i know you dig (ferra’, man, soulja, agoff)
(dj shon, it’s the gang, homie)

[verse 1: soulja boy]
seventeen years old wit’ a whole milli (mill’)
pull up on yo b-tch in a new bentley (bentley)
im flexin’ with this f-ckin’ choppa, you get hit wit bullets (grahh)
shoutout to agoff ’cause i know that he gon’ pull it
my young n-ggas some bullies (some bullies)
we run right round on cookies (cookies)
my young n-ggas go crazy (crazy)
they shoot you for that stussy, you a p-ssy (boom-boom-boom-boom)
hop out the cut wit uzis, grrah-grahh-grahh-grahh, f-ck n-gga
shoutout to the squad, ’cause all my n-ggas gon’ bust n-gga (soulja)
don’t f-ck wit the lames (lames)
get money, can’t complain (complain)
me and agoff pull off in the maserati and make it rain (woo)
look at the diamonds that cover my chain
n-gga talkin man these n-ggas so lame (ice, ice)
soulja tell ’em i am not wit the gang
pull up maserati, red fire, flame (uh)
d-mn, life’s a shame (woo)
my n-ggas got franklins (f-f-f-franklins)
a hunnid thousand on the set, my n-ggas be plankin’ it
n-ggas talkin they be stankin’, b-tch, leave his body in a ditch (woo, woo)
hit him and rip him and flip him (k!ll him)
young soulja tell ’em, i’ll rip in this b-tch (k!ll him)
ak47 shoot at his hip (whip)
ak47 shoot at his lip (hit it)
rah-tah-tah-tah, yeah, you know i be splashin’
money it comin’, it lookin’ like magic
i’m runnin’, lights flashing (go, woo)
puttin’ them bullets to your chest man
up in the air like i’m x men (woo)
smokin’ that kush (soulja, agoff, ayy), you know i’m the best, man
[chorus: agoff]
ayy, louie brief case and it’s full of cash
louie brief case and it’s full of cash
louie brief case and it’s full of cash
i got gold bricks in a duffle bag

[verse 2: agoff]
duffle bag, full of the gold bricks
young n-ggas know this, get the door, slikk
got gold bricks on gold bricks (uh)
got gold on gold (gold)
and it’s full of cash (cash)
i got gold bricks in the duffle bag (gold)
i got gold bricks in a duffle bag (in a duffle bag)
i just left the bank with a bag of cash (splash, drip)
put a b-tch up on the strip and got it fast (and got it fast)
i got gold bricks in a duffle bag (in a duffle bag, n-gga)
i got gold on gold, i got gold on gold (i got gold on gold)
so much gold on my nek all you see is gold (all you see is gold, n-gga)
gold jesus piece and my diamonds froze (and my diamonds froze, n-gga)
i got gold bricks, pulled up in a rolls
all these fake n-ggas finna get exposed (splash, sushi)
agoff and soulja on ten toes (agoff)
spendin’ bands on melrose (on melrose)
i got gold bricks, i got gold on gold (i got gold on gold)
[chorus: agoff]
brief case and it’s full of cash
louie brief case and it’s full of cash
louie brief case and it’s full of cash
i got gold bricks in a duffle bag
i got gold bricks in a duffle bag
i got gold bricks in a duffle bag
louie brief case and it’s full of cash
gold, gold, gold in a duffle bag

[outro: soulja boy]
gold bricks, gold bricks
yuhhh, uh, ooh
agoff, soulja
sodmg

- agoff

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