letra de money in the bag - young ab x jabidzki
money in the bag
yeah we back
intro
diaski, ab
a.b
it’s y young ab
yeah you heard us we got the money in the bag
i don’t need no stash of cash
you see me running it a dash
your man is living in the 80’s
them n-ggas are back to blowing cages (aye)
free life, free world my rules
my city, its my town,it’s a really big hit
freshmen,yeah that’s we are, we do these hikes in tiny bits
my door, my floor, my core, move to the west and reverse like this
be free,be like, be still, man am sure its just a diss
look clean, show up, free style, boy you wish you were just like me (like him)
we got the money in the bag (we got it)
we got the money in the bag
the money
we got the money in the bag
we got it
we got the money in the bag
the money
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(musa)
pull up in the rarri oh
haters gone baggy
had to chop on your bugatti, aye, wow!!!
got ma dugatti, oh god am so loyal
had to come out for you (you)!!!
to me you are soo crazy
but don’t be soo lazy
ma n-gga am here for you
i know i have been closing, ma guards have been dozing
but don’t worry they will come for you
wow you are soo shady
your breath smells like daises
got ma old cousin
he ab we crazy
they buying some gucci too
we young and we singing
but we are not still but mingling cause we heard the progeny
(ny,ny,ny,ny,ny)
a.b
100,000 dollars make you go hey (hey)
all the drags on me, making me late
35 + 43 equals 78
that how long it took me to make the stage
look in everywhere am on the top page
as the biggest, as the baddest in the hall of fame
am like the flame with the game using money with the pain
i make the gain in the rain, starting to get strained
take a break from the shake wake up to get chained
when i call the shots thee plots get locked
they get the shock from the wave sending distress
when i see her on the street i call her mistress (stress)
we got the money in the bag (we got it)
we got the money in the bag
the money
we got the money in the bag
we got it
we got the money in the bag
the money
we got dollars, pounds,euros, feeding them to my hounds
she said she want guccis now i just don’t have your time
spending money it’s a crime,im just soo deprived
losing will in my money they say its revived
using sk!ll its soo bl–dy, man i wish she was soo funny
whopping pips as they drip you call me master flips
sipping tips,cause its chipsto me you are just a pit
like a link we go back, its just our dna
pop a lock, with a clock, my girl is just a mock
went to the park for a walk, got her a blue watch
looking clean, its ma girl, there is no other one
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