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t-rock - show me the bag lyrics

[hook]
show me the bag hoe, show me the bag hoe
i got a family to feed imma take what i need if i don’t get a bag hoe
show me the bag hoe, show me the bag hoe
if it ain’t money you better quit f+ckin’ wit me if you ain’t got a bag hoe
show me the bag, show me the bag
show me the money my n+gga
show me the bag, show me the bag
show me the money lil b+tch
show me the bag, show me the bag
show me the money my n+gga
show me thе bag, show me the bag
show me thе money lil b+tch
[verse 1: t+rock]
rsm i represent, be for realin’ thats for sho
stackin’ money like i hit the mag+a+million in this hoe
i don’t kiss ass over a check, let my [?] in this hoe
mr. big of south atlanta imma skinny pimp for sho
i don’t give a f+ck ??? like it the blunt, imma hit it & lite it to let you know that n0body in here f+ckin’ wit me
even the bottom of grievin’ the sh+t you be doin’, i’m representing atlanta to the fullest and i run the city
i am a rebel that is ready for fleeing the lyrical liberation and if you got a problem with me, come and get me
n+ggas and b+tches who sick of fakin’ the f+ckery in the city, i’ll represent it for you and i run the city
black cans from a pimp that will wack mans
if a motherf+cka think i’m playin wit the rap bands
everyday that i’m alive imma stack ra[?], and obtain order, run the city and the badlands
zero tolerance for assh0l+s
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different cash flows
and the weed, i put the money over everything but god
n’ go get the bag hoe
on the coup

[hook]
show me the bag hoe, show me the bag hoe
i got a family to feed imma take what i need if i don’t get a bag hoe
show me the bag hoe, show me the bag hoe
if it ain’t money you better quit f+ckin’ wit me if you ain’t got a bag hoe
show me the bag, show me the bag
show me the money my n+gga
show me the bag, show me the bag
show me the money lil b+tch
show me the bag, show me the bag
show me the money my n+gga
show me the bag, show me the bag
show me the money lil b+tch
[verse 2:]
i’ve been knocked all my life, had no choice but to stay up
got back up and chose to fight, now my stock just went way up
i let my money talk this time, i kick back and don’t say much
pray and pray i fall but god don’t hear you, that sh+t don’t phase us
i am a veteran b+tch i ain’t new to this
i survived through the sh+t that judas did
till’ i got the heart to swing on any n+gga
it don’t matter the size or who it is
if you sucka n+ggas come at me again
f+ck the gun you will need a super friend
imma do everything in my power to go psycho mode on you and put this sh+t to an end
my scandalist recipe, got me rich forever g
i ??? and put on all my city until destiny
my pimp game is in the head of your hoe through telepathy
she bring them racks right back to me with no flaws or discrenticy[?]

- t rock lyrics

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