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damii the dyme – bag lyrics

damiiiiiii
booked and busy you b+tches is dizzy i told you my life is a movie (action)
queen of the city i’m keepin it litty and no i don’t f+ck with you groupies (at all)
you b+tches still f+ck for sneakers i might let em eat for feature (aht aht)
as soon as i give em a taste of this etha he say damii a keeper (in love)
i’m missin you mommy what’s up with you papi your princess is poppin right now (poppin)
as soon as i get it i promise the city that i will put on for the town (star city)
you see how i do i move with the boss while you b+tches countin your losses (ching ching)
in the back of the bentley he l!ckin my kitty and k!llin my p+ssy i’m off em (eat it up)
if he can’t supply the doe and the d+ck damii the dyme don’t need em (at all)
if you get out a line i’m poppin that 5 and i’m sendin my goons to eat em (gang gang)

i’m trying to get to that bag b+tch i’m trying to get to that bag (i’m tryna get a bag)
i’m trying to figure out why why why is these b+tches so mad (ughh)

i’m trying to get to that bag b+tch i’m trying to get to that bag (ughh)
i’m trying to figure out why why why is these b+tches so mad (hey ugly)

bold and beautiful watch what i do to you clip these n+gga like cuticles (clip clip)
he wanna f+ck but short on his bucks
n+gga just stick to your usual (not me)
he gave me head in the whip (head)
he fell in love with a b+tch (in love)
but i’m on that megan thee stallion sh+t ion be lovin you simps (hot girl)
damii a million real when i swing through you already know what miss thing do (you know)
he want’a eat get down on your knees this how a bad b+tch feed you (eat up)
a mill and 1 likes on 1 of my pics damii the dyme she lit (lit)
this tea ain’t for free not even a sip but we can start off at a grip (it cost ya)
siddity lil b+tches they postin
trollin my wave i noticed (i see you)
but i’m tryin to get it
no time for you chickens (no time)
promise yall b+tches i’m focus
front of the covers 3 mags (you see it)
all in a month she bad
kay slayin these hoes (drama king)
what’s good with you bro i’m bout to get to that bag

i’m trying to get to that bag b+tch i’m trying to get to that bag (i’m tryna get a bag)
i’m trying to figure out why why why is these b+tches so mad (ughh)

i’m trying to get to that bag b+tch i’m trying to get to that bag (ughh)
i’m trying to figure out why why why is these b+tches so mad (hey ugly)

- damii the dyme lyrics

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