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cookie money - get a bag lyrics

[intro: boosie badazz]
cookie money
get your bag, n-gga, get your bag
(get your motherf-ckin’ bag, n-gga)
get your bag, lil’ n-gga (straight up)
boy, you h-lla tall
you tryna get rich ’round here, get off your -ss
they ain’t give a n-gga sh-t ’round here (they ain’t give a n-gga sh-t ’round here)
you tryna get rich ’round here, get off your -ss
’cause they ain’t give a n-gga sh-t ’round here (get money)
cookie

[verse 1: cookie money]
cookie floodin’ this b-tch, i got that drip on me
i be stuntin’ on these n-ggas, i got that stick on me
big .40 sh-lls’ll knock down your big homie
he got that fake cash, you know i got that real money
wrap a brick, hit the road, pay her bail money
i’m with some peach street n-ggas that’s gon’ k!ll for me
i keep a bad lil’ b-tch that’s gon’ strip for me
eighty racks on my wrist, this ain’t a cheap rollie
man, we ballin’ on these n-ggas, b-tch, i think i’m curry
a rookie with a ring, flexin’ like i’m quinn cook
on the block i’m the king, b-tch, it’s lil cook
gold forgis on this benz make the hoes look, ayy

[chorus: cookie money]
i’m gettin’ cash, lil’ b-tch, you know i get it fast
get off your -ss, lil’ n-gga, better get a bag
i got some cookie out of state, bricks in the stash
i ain’t goin’ back broke, i gotta make it last
i’m gettin’ cash, lil’ b-tch, you know i get it fast
get off your -ss, lil’ n-gga, better get a bag
i got some cookie out of state, bricks in the stash
i ain’t goin’ back broke, i gotta make it last

[verse 2: boosie badazz]
i’m a down south n-gga but i be in east oakland (yeah yeah)
chillin’ with the freaks in east oakland (yeah yeah)
smokin’ out the p when i’m in the town (cookie)
makin’ real money when i f-ck around
got a bag and a whole lot of diamonds (bling bling)
show my -ss, do a whole lot of shining (bling bling)
i ain’t goin’ back broke, i’m a go-getter (i’m a go-getter)
if she a go-getter, i’ll take your ho, n-gga
i’m gettin’ money, n-ggas hate me now
quick money, rich money, las vegas style (woo)
so if you tryna get rich ’round here
get off your -ss, ’cause they ain’t givin’ n-ggas sh-t ’round here
boosie

[verse 3: philthy rich]
ayy, it’s philthy, n-gga, uh-huh, look
we locked in, n-ggas know who i f-ck with
but i can’t f-ck with you, you don’t f-ck with n-ggas i f-ck with (uh-uh)
i don’t pick sides, and n-gga, i don’t d-ck ride (i don’t d-ck ride)
play with me, your family pay for the funeral with a fish fry (it’s philthy, n-gga)
i f-ck with the big dawgs from your neighborhood (solid)
n-ggas keep gettin’ picked off until i say it’s good (do that)
i got a b-tch from baton rouge, c-cky and rude (b-tch)
i f-cked her on the balcony, she topped me in the pool (it’s philthy, ho)
cook in that ghost, you know i’m in that wraith (is that right?)
i went and threw that semgod on the plates (swear to god)
s-63 and the four by four (foreign)
tryna keep up with me, you gon’ end up broke, it’s philthy

- cookie money lyrics

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