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letra de chasing bags - jclouds

[chorus]
you ain’t chasing bags
then i can not f-ck with ya
i want interviews and bigger views
so keep that lame sh-t with ya
f-ck the hennessy got bigger dreams
so i gotta stay with it
come through the spot i heard it’s hot
i sip some rock and i start living
you ain’t chasing bags
then i can not f-ck with ya
i want interviews and bigger views
so keep that lame sh-t with ya
f-ck the hennessy got bigger dreams
so i gotta stay with it
come through the spot i heard it’s hot
i sip some rock and i start living

[verse 1]
give me a minute
imma start mixing it
my sauce is dripping
like you can put chips in it
brought her back home like woo kang and i finish it
he’ll come out when my b-tches start spending it
i’m a shark in the water
imma f-ck on your daughter
got b-tches hopping the border
i’m ugly god with the water
i’m on my bags
n-gga no grocery store’
sticks in the mags
like we bout to go to war
order a gucci bag
for my gucci b-tch
i’m a henny man
with that 2 li b-tch
i’m not afraid to die
on some uzi sh-t
foolishness
i can not do with it
i’m at the spot with your main b-tches boolin it
n-ggas confused asking how am i doing it
shawty tryna throw back for the group on some groupie sh-t
dripping like rags
so i gotta ask you
am i the future
cause i’m coming past you
might have to blast you
i swear to g
that imma cease em
diamond t–th
before it’s rip
this c a n t, i see us
i can’t answer my momma stress
i promise imma be the best
you told me that you want a lex
so i gotta go and get this check
swear that i’m balling free throw
my old b-tch keep calling cause she know
the money i can’t stall it
cause i need a ferrari

[verse 2]
your b-tch
wish list
my d-ck
god d-mn
long clip
horse d-ck
on that stick
oh man
shoot up your families
and you and then
hop in and get away n-ggas start zooming
close like a camera the way i start zooming
she popped a xan and that little b-tch start drooling
slide on that n-gga like water park
smoking that smell like a lot of fart
all the inches i poke on the bed
she came to the crib and we f-cked till i came
i want her text for leaks
i want versace peeps
i want some ice on my t–th
i turn the ice to cream

- jclouds

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