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letra de tinactin - bag (usa)

[verse 1: prestige]

check, them bag halfway crooks leave the books for the nerds
the twerks for the girls, and the straps for the black n-ggas
the takeover for the bag reppers
smoke hash with cash handed down from the parent
the father of your flow, yeah bro
i know it’s apparent, i see you starin’
diamonds glarin’ like the motherf-cking sun, n-gga
we son n-ggas with flows similar to the ocean
cops patrollin’ while we roll the potent
even though we the dopest

[verse 2: mylon moore]

so tell me, what’s the effect of wearing kaws?
original fake broads with no flaws drop their drawers
pour another shot cause the ciroc is wearing off
she working from the head onto the shaft like lacrosse
wait, pause, now resume it, the music just influence me
i’m mylon but they call me skip like truancy
alcohol is new to me truthfully i’m a loser
but i spit fluently because we turning like a mutiny

[verse 3: prestige]

i never knew she’d be addicted to what the d-ck did
penetrated by the blade and was cut, like slit wrist
we get dough, joe, no sensei
don’t trip off what a b-tch say we get money three ways
that leads to foreplay, got five b-tches, six jays
call it a lucky seven day, beat it like eight times
k!lled the p-ssy, had nine live, only f-ck with dimes
and that won’t change like coins, boy

[verse 4: mylon moore]

brutally k!lling sh-t, please deliver it a eulogy
drunk, but i still know my limits, discontinuity
that’s pre-calc, b-tch n-ggas, black belt swish splitter
rolling up the piff, take a hit and then you lift, n-gga
p-ss the light, spliff bigger than justice’s appet-te
trying to find a ho to suck my d-ck because my rapping’s tight
if the -ss is nice, speaking on behalf of bag tonight
your uvulas a sacrifice cause you look like the gagging type

[verse 5: prestige]

young mike lowry i am legend, i am reverend
spitting these lyrical verses till you get the message
oh, it’s in this bottle, shut up now swallow
your head a little hollow, oh d-mn you must be a model
we run deep in a tahoe, it’s them bag warriors
come out and play ho, she can kick it like ronaldinho
as long as my b-lls goal in your mouth, or down south

[verse 6: mylon moore]

b-tch
the action faction with no captain
taking rap axes, slashing whack b-st-rds
tough acting like tinactin
but remain distracted by the phattest latin -sses
it’s mr. sarcastic throw bag on a black raglan
we p-ssin’ twenty jays full of loud cause we rack it
and stash the remaining gr-ss in the back of a black cl-ssic
as far as rapping, i guess we’re adding all the catalysts
subtracting all the f-ggots and extracting all the has-beens
or never-will-bes

- bag usa

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