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running to the bag - allblack lyrics

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[intro]
oh they gon’ get this work
nah n*gga he gon’ get this work, dtb is my friend
(shoutout drewdown)
oakland stand the f*ck up

[verse 1]
give it up, give it up and give it to me
not that ass b*tch that cash i need loochie
sweatsuit on, this ain’t no baby daddy pimpin’
this that goldie lightyear willie d pimpin’
new bi’ one of the meanest, cleanest to ever wear a pair
i keep a line up on wwe like im ric flair
boy im so p i could make hoes freeze in the air
call my fisc in some heels
wrestle lil’ bear
boy im so p i could make rats hand me some cheese
i could make a n*gga mama start hoeing for mе
and crazy girls lookin for baby with the biggest bag
im the hook, shе is the fish
so im tipping cash
off that potion, body floating
i done threw too much
one b*tch in front
one b*tch bouncing on my louis trunks
i stood up in mid song
walked out of the club
shot dice with new ***
and got back what i spit in dubs
[chorus]
check my dm’s and guess who’s checking for me
exactly, the big trap bag lady
check my dm’s and guess who’s checking for me
exactly, the big trap bag lady
piiiiiiimp, (catch me running to the bag)
pimp on (always first, never last)
inaudible: (that’s exactly what imma do)
piiiiiiimp, (catch me running to the bag)
pimp on (always first, never last)
piiiiiiimp, (catch me running to the bag)
pimp on (always first, never last)
piiiiiiimp, (catch me running to the bag)
pimp on (always first, never last)

[verse 2]
(well, well, well, well, well) *fading* (always first, never last)
the only way you trust, me
who the n*gga that’s gon’ go for you, me
catch you slitin with that four nickel, me
and i got a choppa that’s gon knock him out his 23’s
i could sell a blowjo before you sell a p
and i could show you h*lla racks and h*lla receipts
i can get c*cky and recalling me f*ckin’ a freak
and i can grab that handgun and get low in the streets
hoes gon be hoes
it ain’t enough money to switch on my bros
if i could walk on water
i’d be ocean to ocean pimpin’ these hoes
[chorus]
check my dm’s and guess who’s checking for me
exactly, the big trap bag lady
check my dm’s and guess who’s checking for me
exactly, the big trap bag lady
piiiiiiimp, (catch me running to the bag)
pimp on (always first, never last)
inaudible: (that’s exactly what imma do)
piiiiiiimp, (catch me running to the bag)
pimp on (always first, never last)
piiiiiiimp, (catch me running to the bag)
pimp on (always first, never last)
piiiiiiimp, (catch me running to the bag)
pimp on (always first, never last)

[outro]
n*ggas wanna *uncomprehensible*
n*ggas wanna *uncomprehensible*

i go by the name allblack all caps one word

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