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letra de in my bag - usher

[intro: usher]
ooh, ooh
i ain’t one to brag
but y’all done made me have to get in my bag
oh lord (i’m single)
ooooh (and i’m ready to mingle), yep
yahh

[verse 1: usher]
there it is, there it go
fall in love with these women i barely know
ten stacks on the flo’
time to re-up, tell ’em i need a hundred more
you at the bar, pouring it up
you try to wife it up, i already tore it up
up in v-i see how i keep it b-i
like a paper trail, shout out to my n-gg- t.i
yahh, so wavvy
when i say (usher baby), all the girls go crazy (so wavy)
even your own lady
(wait a minute)
that’s your old lady
y’all still pushing benzes
helicopter copper take me where my friends is
my taste is so expensive
when i’m up in vegas i’m staying with steven wynn
now that’s a table full of winners
don’t chop just knock before you enter
i hop my cars right, you see them fog lights
and ain’t no fall guy, ball like a dog, right

[chorus: usher]
and it’s simple elementary (yah)
just say pimping when you mention me
she want it i got it
she got what i want
in houston they boppers
miami, they shown
i can give it to you simply (yah)
my pimping don’t come with sympathy, hah
she want it i got it
i got what she want
whatever you call it i’m taking it home

[verse 2: usher]
there he is, there he go
globe trotter, mr. internationa-a-al
i’m the coolest, huh, the fonz
court side holl’ing out plays to lebron
ask shaq what he need man
made a call, now we got him up in cleveland
yeah, take a flight in the evening
be back in the morning, it must be the g man
and they hate when i brag
but i’m so fly, got permanent jet lag
yeah, if you want it just ask
red card, this is not a bus p-ss
and i’m tearing up my mojo
getting mail everyday no h-m-
i blind ’em, they can’t see me
doing numbers like ac/dc
industry’s in a recession
but i’m still spending from confessions, yeah
homie that’s why i ain’t stressing
these youngins really need to learn a lesson
can’t doubt me (no), you won’t out me (no)
wouldn’t even have a style without me (uh huh)
yah, i can see behind the smiles
wasn’t rocking with me then don’t be jocking me now

[break: usher]
oh lord
oooh, yep

[verse 3: t.i.]
i’m a bankhead gladiator with a side tighting
this ice in my chain’ll make the whole room lighten
breitling catch your chick’s eye like lightening
over half a million dollars in diamonds for your excitement
every other day there’s a t.i sighting
i p-ss by flying higher than gas prices
i’m the nicest, my life is like uncle luke interlude
group of broads nude in the room while i’m getting chewed
picture three chicks b-mping lollipop remix
say they can’t believe this
solid like cement, she went down
and she came up, now i… then we change up
didn’t drop one drop got everything up
like clinton… to be become famous
we can become the best of friends, or remain strangers
pay attention and i’ll show you how to do your thing bruh, aye

[chorus: usher]
oooh, and it’s simple elementary (yah)
just say pimping when you mention me
she want it i got it
she got what i want
in houston they boppers
miami, they shown
i can give it to you simply (yah)
my pimping don’t come with sympathy, hah
she want it i got it
i got what she want
whatever you call it i’m taking it home

[outro: usher]
shout out to my my t.i…
shout out to my my t.i…

- usher

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