genie midas - got that bag lyrics
[intro]
i got that bag on me, i got that bag on me
you know how i do, like no one else
[hook]
wake up in the morning, got that bag on me, yah
pull up with your b-tch, got that bag on me, yah
pull up with the clique, got that bag on me, yah
pull up at the crib, got that bag on me, yah
wake up in the morning, got that bag on me, yah
pull up with your b-tch, got that bag on me, yah
pull up with the clique, got that bag on me, yah
pull up at the crib, got that bag on me, yah
[verse 1]
don’t p-ss my weed, ’cause you be trippin’
yap, i got the vision, long nose like scottie pippen
bunch of liars, your careers on what i’m sh-ttin’
burn them mosquitos, on my blood, that they be sippin’
ain’t with the b-tchin’, i got females like i’m hitch, and
trigger finger itchin’, whip it, whip it, in the kitchen
a boss, not a slave, i told ya, i did mention
jumping out dimensions, i can’t trust her, know she strippin’, yo
only that bag, that i be chasin’, yo
my b-tch bad, ’cause i be winnin’, yo
she after me, ’cause i ain’t chasin’, yo
got them mad, ’cause i be winnin’, yo
got them mad, ’cause i be winnin’
all i do is winnin’, and i’m gon’ keep winnin’
you not with me if you not winnin’
flexin’, bodybuildin’, and like bob i’m in the buildin’, yo
[hook]
wake up in the morning, got that bag on me, yah
pull up with your b-tch, got that bag on me, yah
pull up with the clique, got that bag on me, yah
pull up at the crib, got that bag on me, yah
wake up in the morning, got that bag on me, yah
pull up with your b-tch, got that bag on me, yah
pull up with the clique, got that bag on me, yah
pull up at the crib, got that bag on me, yah
[verse 2]
i got that bag, i got that bag
i got that bag, i got that bag
yup, i love to brag, yup, i love to brag
can’t sleep on a rag, she by my side like a flag
lv, gg, on her bag
if she loyal, i might get her in a mag’
line you like a drag, spit fire like a drag’
mark you like a tag, n-ggas funny like a gag
not worried ’bout them, i got to get it
do it for the fam’, i got to get it
do it for the fans, i got to get it
and i swear to god that i’mma get it
yup, i swear to god that i’mma get it
and she swears to god that i’mma wet it
lucky 7, ball like kevin, spit that venom, high like lennon
cut your melon, squeeze like lemon, arm a felon, armageddon
wake up in the morning, got that bag on me, yah
pull up with your b-tch, got that bag on me, yah
pull up with the clique, got that bag on me, yah
pull up at the crib, got that bag on me, yah
[hook]
wake up in the morning, got that bag on me, yah
pull up with your b-tch, got that bag on me, yah
pull up with the clique, got that bag on me, yah
pull up at the crib, got that bag on me, yah
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