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x maniacs - bag lyrics

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[intro]
(yuhh)
bag, bag, bag, bag (go)
i’m gon spend a f+ckin+ (i’m gon spend a what?)
(woah)
i mind my business, why the f+ck they so mad? (what they mad for?)
wait hold up, it’s cause i got that bag

[chorus: vternal]
i walk up in the store, i throw some racks n spend a bag
thats yo girl? she a wh0re, she tryna dance up on my lap
yeah lil shawty bad
she gon+ she gon be my princess
pick one, me or your man, yeah i know that you love him less
i do what i want, i don’t give a d+mn, and they be like “how you did this?”
that purple drank in my cup, you would think i’m sippin grimace
we gon make that boy spit out blood, yeah it’s gon be red like christmas
we gon spin the block like fidget
yah, wait till this sh+t get wicked

[verse 1: krucifix]
yuh+yuh, yuh we push up like fitness
tell that lil b+tch “i ain’t wit it”
ask the lil ho why she trippin
i told that lil ho “do the dishes”
yeah, i spilled my drank
yeah i+yeah i hit the bank
got my cutter, you get shanked
no we can’t kick it, not liu kang
yuh them drugs up in my system
heard they talkin, we gon hit em
dnd so i don’t pick up
pour up red it f+ck my liver
[verse 2: vternal]
cra+cra+crazy b+tch want me to k!ll her
full moon out, i’ma go thriller
f+ck you want from me? i don’t got none for you
i got my bag, threw that sh+t on the floor
you know i only want you when i’m tryna get some top
i just count my racks up in the whip and swerve right out the lot
if you ask me what that ho’s name is, i’ma tell you “i forgot”
call my witch up, she gon mix my drank with magic in the pot (woah)

[chorus: vternal]
i walk up in the store, i throw some racks n spend a bag
thats yo girl? she a wh0re, she tryna dance up on my lap
yeah lil shawty bad
she gon+ she gon be my princess
pick one, me or your man, yeah i know that you love him less
i do what i want, i don’t give a d+mn, and they be like “how you did this?”
that purple drank in my cup, you would think i’m sippin grimace
we gon make that boy spit out blood, yeah it’s gon be red like christmas
we gon spin the block like fidget
yah, wait till this sh+t get wicked



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