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letra de get to the bag (remix) - bakeman global

1st verse
…picture me running you know where to find me/ …see all of these ni–as i dare u to try me/
..its nothing for me to come fill up yo lobby/ ..kick in that door wit a hunnit behind/(4)
..see every one of us is missing somebody/ ..free all of my ni–as and rowdy and bobby/…my woman is bad wit a h-ll of a body/ ..if we come to your club then ya club is a body/(8)
they coming thru wit them bottles, bottles surrounded by models/ every bottom is colossal, yolo be the motto/
i am the one u should follow, i be shining like apollo/ it used to be easy to spot you/ now it feel like they forgot you/(12)
i feel like im pac when i p-ss, they looking at more than my dab/ when it come to whoever get mad, i make em break out like a rash/ they tell me im going too fast, but this what i say if they ask/ ima k!ll everything in my path, cuz i gotta get to that bag/(16)

1st hook
im here for the cash, think that im not cuz im having a blast/
spending it fast, remember they said it was never gun last/ shorty is bad, but im not distracted by all of that a–/ im tryna add, do what i gotta to fill up the bag/(4) get to the bag
get to the bag
get to the bag
i gotta get to the bag
get to the bag, broke is a joke and u making me laugh/ stop gettin mad, stop gettin mad and just get to the bag/(8)

2nd verse (ray rocka) – not available

2nd hook – repeat

3rd verse
if u want it u can go and get, ..it won’t be different when i get it/ ..when i get it we can split it, its a piece a paper we can rip it/
before she wouldn’t let me visit, ..now she beggin me to hit it/ tryna make a living from the spittin, and im only spittin what im living/(4)
i know they hate to see me winning, ..tell the haters i forgive em/ well wishes you can send em, matter faact just forget em/ they ain’t even in my vision, i travel like i move the pivot/ had to switch the way that i was living,. my mama happy that i did it/(8)
just cuz i living wit the sinning, you could never label me a villian/ or see me sitting in a prison, or missing cuz i didn’t listen/ critics got a n-gga livid, ill deal wit ni–as in a minute/ the n-ggas actin like the women, gun push a n-gga to the limit/(12)
im ballin like i run a clinic, wit doa up on the fitted/ any ni–a get the business, have the biggest looking like a midget/ its me that everybody picking, but i remember when they didn’t/ im staying focused on the mission, continue gettin to the chicken/(16)

3rd hook – repeat

- bakeman global

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