ft street kah nu jerzey devil - in my bag (ft. street ka$h) - nu jerzey devil lyrics
chorus: (x2)
bi-bi-b-tch i’m in my bag
we’re fly, pimping
we’ll be stacking all that cash
we’re popping bottles, f-cking models with that -ss!
flying down, stripping bodies on the
we’re fly, pimping!
the haters talking h-lla sh-t (sh-t, sh-t)
but they’re irrelevant!
my money on another level
look at who you’re even with!
blowing b-tch the seventh,
and my pockets filled with presidents
driving down the blade with my shades,
b-tch, i’m getting it!
i’m riding around, i pay the town
my dobby up, but i chose me down
i’m blowing up with that double cup
i’m fly as f-ck and i get around!
i’m smoking on some teva
listening to the eva
they got for the love of b-tch, i got it much cheaper
popping on my jersey sh-t, so what’s the situation?
step out the line, i wipe them down and watch me jerzey racing
i’m on my own lane, fresher than a d-boy!
send your b-tch up to your castle as a decoy!
rubber on that grip, hollers in that clip
my b-tch is homie, we don’t play that sh-t!
n-gg-, we burn first, watch it as we set it off
we’re fly pimping in this b-tch, yeah we’re getting on!
chorus: (x2)
bi-bi-b-tch i’m in my bag
we’re fly, pimping
we’ll be stacking all that cash
we’re popping bottles, f-cking models with that -ss!
flying down, stripping bodies on the
we’re fly, pimping!
b-tch, i’m with the money game,
bad people stole my name
benz around my city, no b-tches love the fame!
hundred racks i make you rain
yellow, yellow through my pain
hundred walls on a n-gg-, here, watch a n-gg- play!
what’s his name? (what’s his name?)
he getting money? hey, hey, hey
pall, don’t flow, missed the
atlantic city is on, i’m more like vegas
i’m f-cking real n-gg-s, i’ll be.. vegas
my whole team ball, something like the lakers
holding on six b-lls, i mean no radar
i play the whole strip like the yellow line
you’re the right thing, cause it’s your time!
loyalty, brings forth loyalty
got these b-tches to deep yep they know it’s modesty
fly like it ought to be
nothing changed but the weed
..it’s just the jerzey devil!
chorus: (x2)
bi-bi-b-tch i’m in my bag
we’re fly, pimping
we’ll be stacking all that cash
we’re popping bottles, f-cking models with that -ss!
flying down, stripping bodies on the
we’re fly, pimping!
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