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letra de major bag - trdee

[intro]
([?] made the beat, d-mn it)
([?], what the f-ck is this?)

[chorus]
i can get you what you want, i got a major bag
up the stick and put the beam on him like it’s lazer tag
b-tch, i’m in the field just like a yellow flag
left doggie layin’ on his lawn, caught him cuttin’ grass
sh-t, f-ck, d-mn, i spent a couple rackies in the mall
no, i do not fold under pressure, just give me the ball
my b-tch’ll beat your b-tch-ass, she better not get involved
opps saw me out and froze up, it’s like the n-gga paused

[verse]
glock got a flash on this b-tch, i’m tryna fl!ck you up
you would think the p-ssy stole somethin’ how i beat it up
like the start of the third quarter, n-ggas switchin’ sides
no cap, n-ggas only ballin’ when they playin’ fives
it’s some oppy in my ‘wood, i’m finna spark him up
you ain’t been sh-ttin’ long enough, you can’t be part of us
why they speakin’ on my name? n-ggas kinda sus
catchin’ flights every day, i used to have to catch the bus (no cap)
palm trees, i’m somewhere chillin’ where it never snow
with a b-tch that you would probably think the baddest b-tch for sure
they greet me by my name when i walk in the door
keep a strap ’cause these n-ggas be plottin’ and you never know
diamonds dancin’ like a philly goat
i be reminiscin’ ’bout her neck, man, let me see your ho (where she at?)
flrrt, flrrt, pop him like a sunkist
boy, don’t even ask what i got on, you can’t afford this
i’m out here tryna get a sack just like dwight freeney
i just touched down in minnesota, let me hit the griddy
they ain’t wanna see us blow, i know some n-ggas sh-tty
america’s next top model, all my b-tches pretty
all my friends dead and money long, i kinda feel like uzi
leave that b-tch alone if all she got to give you is some p-ssy
mr. spin a b-tch, i’m tryna leave her dizzy
it ain’t long until i take off, are you comin’ with me? (come on)
i feel like a king, sh-t, just call me bryant
d-mn, i’m blowed as h-ll, f-cked around and just forgot my line
that b-tch ain’t even worked it, bro, don’t waste your time
i see why you call her baby, all she do is fuss and whine
i hear the haters d-ck suckers and the chit-chatters
you ain’t biggie, when you die, you can’t live after
life a book and he ain’t make it to the lit chapter
yeah, i took your b-tch, but no, i did not kidnap her
unkie gettin’ pounds gone, he a weight watcher
on the ‘net punchin’ sh-t, i feel like peter parker
doggie on some bullsh-t, i call ron harper
feel just like the heartbreak kid, i’m a show stopper
[interlude]
sh-t
f-ck
d-mn

[chorus]
i can get you what you want, i got a major bag
up the stick and put the beam on him like it’s lazer tag
b-tch, i’m in the field just like a yellow flag
left doggie layin’ on his lawn, caught him cuttin’ grass
sh-t, f-ck, d-mn, i spent a couple rackies in the mall
no, i do not fold under pressure, just give me the ball
my b-tch’ll beat your b-tch-ass, she better not get involved
opps saw me out and froze up, it’s like the n-gga paused

[outro]
sh-ttyboyz

- trdee

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