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amy luchiani - bag lady lyrics

before we shake hands
i need to count my money twice
had to sit these b+tches down
told them i ain’t nothing nice
i’m the big dog b+tches catching issues tryna step
bring the best riders in
i’m being real i’m not impressed
it’s a pistol in my dress
i’m tryna chill and be a lady
i’m tired of arguing with you n+ggas
what i’m saying is f+ck you pay me
and i ain’t taking sh+t late
what i look like asking twice
keep a shooter in the back
he begging me to take a life look
diamonds on my body everywhere except the ring finger
mama told me to want a n+gga better
never need em a real sack chaser call me the bag lady
i got b+tches mad lately i ain’t been sad lately
cause that money coming crazy
and the whole team eating
i walk out the bank cheez’n
i walk out that b+tch skipping
pink duffle full of money
all these blues
look like i’m crippin’hop in the foreign
watch me whip it
i’m just different
they wanna know how she getting
all this paper the blogs say it
gotta be a rich n+gga who date her
they don’t know that i been touching money for a minute
spent your house on my pendant
claim you b+tches as dependents
used to dream of flying pj’s that’s last years goal
he ain’t touch my new body that’s my last years hoe
i’m in the new drippy hoes is in the last year’s clothes
saying amy broke i must have been the last to know
ain’t no competition with b+tches i’m too ahead
everybody looking for love baby i’m looking for bread
i see a bunch of little minions
and they do what amy says
scoop these b+tches how to break a n+gga
i should make’em pledge look
diamonds on my body everywhere except the ring finger
mama told me to want a n+gga better never need’em
real sack chaser call me the bag lady
i got b+tches mad lately
i ain’t been sad lately
i ain’t been sad lately
cause that money coming crazy
and the whole team eating
i walk out the bank cheez’n
i walk out that b+tch skipping
pink duffle
full of money
all these blues
look like i’m crippin’hop in the foreign
watch me whip it
i’m just different
diamonds on my body everywhere except the ring finger
ring finger
mama told me to want a n+gga better never need him
never need him
real sack chasing call me the bag lady bag lady pink
double full of money
all these blues look like i’m crazy
hop in the foreign watch me whip it i’m just
different
different different
i keep that motherf+cking misery

- amy luchiani lyrics

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