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letra de get the bag off - cash kidd

[intro: bagboy dav]
yeah
y’all n-ggas ain’t got no bag, man
(jk brazy)
i can’t keep this bag off of me

[chorus: bagboy dav]
get the bag off of me
get the bag off of me
ayy, get the bag off of me
get the bag off of me
ayy, b-tch, we ballin’, your main b-tch keep callin’
now she on the road, she stuffin’ for me
on the road, rollin’
ayy, b-tch, we on the road, now we ballin’
ayy, get the bag off of me
ayy, get the bag off of me
ayy, get the bag off of me
ayy, get the bag off of me

[verse 1: mellyvsmell]
i drove seventeen hours to that one town (i did that)
soon as i touch, n-gga, sh-t slow down (for real)
my name good, everybody knowin’ pape’ around
40 glocks, tec-9s, plus a drac’ around (big chop)
i call up twin, i bet he gon’ lay you down (bam)
chopper hit his whip, that n-gga catchin’ fifty-six
i’m with the seven-four, they all swipin’, sellin’ blow (woo)
vvss in my chain got my neck froze
i learned how to mix, i’m hangin’ with baby sip (baby sip)
he showed me how to turn a half to a whole brick (for real)
free ghetto, that n-gga in the federal
turnt overnight, keep that bag in my schedule

[verse 2: cash kidd]
boy hit his first bad b-tch and he cuffed the sh-t out her
i was tired of that b-tch before i f-cked the sh-t out her
course my dawg waitin’ outside of the club with big chopper
caught them n-ggas lackin’ and they all froze, ben wallace, ayy
n-ggas know we poppin’, b-tches know we got it
on the road, get that dog gone quicker than coney island, huh (gone)
light a n-gga body up like i’m photoshoppin’
run up, put the piece to his head like i’m photo-bombing
if it make money, then my hands in the sh-t
fifty on me, pockets thicker than a mannequin b-tch
on my mama, i f-cked her and her friend with this d-ck
she a demon, two hand with the twist, told her

- cash kidd

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