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yung baby tate - been in my bag lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, shout out hoodrich pablo juan
already know how this sh-t go
we don’t love none of these hoes
tryna run up them f-cking bags, b-tch
let’s get it

[chorus]
you know that i go cuckoo
and i’m the sh-t, no poo poo
dancing on the d-ck, no tutu
and i’m on the beat, no juju
i got him crying, boohoo
he think i’m doing voodoo
they watching me like hulu
b-tch, i don’t know you, who you?
f-ck that, i’m tryna run up the racks
no i’m not worried ’bout n-gg-s
i’m going to riches from rags
and i’m not signing no contracts
for less than a million stacks
let me know where i can pick it up at
you already know that i been in my bag, i been in my bag

[verse]
you already know that i be in my bag, so don’t even ask where i’ve been
i had to drop all of my hoes for one of these n-gg-s, i’m talking ’bout ben
he said that he like all his b-tches real thick even though i’m real thin
but that -ss is so fat he wanna see it all the time so i did a lil’ spin
um, yeah, he want me to turn it around
you know that i’m turning it up, these b-tches be turning it down
these b-tches is goofy, these b-tches not it, i call all these b-tches some clowns
if i let yo n-gg- go swim in this p-ssy you know that yo n-gg- gone drown
he wanna smash from the back
i want a platinum plaque
yeah, our destination don’t match
i’m going forward, they taking it back
he wanna go on a date
i don’t agree cause i know i’m gone flake
unless he say that he trying to feed me, baby, i’m ordering steak
i don’t even eat meat
b-tch, hurry up, beep, beep
finna pop out like 3d
and we pulling up like three deep
finna make a n-gg- dance like keke
he be all up on my peepee
trying to get freaky
somebody tell this b-tch that she is blind ’cause she can’t see me

[chorus]
you know that i go cuckoo
and i’m the sh-t, no poo poo
dancing on the d-ck, no tutu
and i’m on the beat, no juju
i got him crying, boohoo
he think i’m doing voodoo
they watching me like hulu
b-tch, i don’t know you, who you?
f-ck that, i’m tryna run up the racks
no i’m not worried ’bout n-gg-s
i’m going to riches from rags
and i’m not signing no contracts
for less than a million stacks
let me know where i can pick it up at
you already know that i been in my bag, i been in my bag

[outro]
b-tch, i been in my bag
i been deep in my bag
i’m so deep in this sh-t
i’m down here with cookie crumbs and sour patch kids and old receipts, dried-out lip gloss tubes
come on, i’m in my bag, b-tch



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