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drop a bag - fredo bang lyrics

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gon’ make a n-gga cash out
you gon’ make me bring a bag out
(ooh, that’s a hardbody beat…)
and i did it with no handouts
you gon’ f-ck around and make a n-gga cash out
you gon’ f-ck around and make me bring a bag out
and i did it with no handouts
skrrt skrrt, knew it was a foreign when i backed out

you gon’ f-ck around and make me bring a bag out
you gon’ f-ck around and make a n-gga cash out
and i did it with no handouts
skrrt skrrt, knew it was a foreign when i backed out
you gon’ f-ck around and make me bring a bag out
you gon’ f-ck around and make a n-gga cash out
and i did it with no handouts
skrrt skrrt, knew it was a foreign when i backed out

i got an iphone full of bad hoes
and i’m pulling strings like a banjo (yes, i do)
i’m really thuggin’, ain’t nowhere i can’t go
dropped that bag, now i got ’em laying low (all your crew)
i’m from the south so you know i’m throwin’ fours
and i’m in that water like a tadpole (southside, n-gga)
i get that check but i never been a ho
i’m dropping bodies, yeah, and my mama know
she gon’ let me f-ck, she know not to tease me
countin’ all this cheddar, got me cheesin’ (i’m cheesin’)
he a dummy clown if he thinkin’ that we beefin’
i’ma drop a bag, give me a reason

you gon’ f-ck around and make me bring a bag out
you gon’ f-ck around and make a n-gga cash out
and i did it with no handouts
skrrt skrrt, knew it was a foreign when i backed out
you gon’ f-ck around and make me bring a bag out
you gon’ f-ck around and make a n-gga cash out
and i did it with no handouts
skrrt skrrt, knew it was a foreign when i backed out

‘member i was broke, all i wanted was to ball, man
now i’m stuffing fifty in my balmains
she wanna f-ck me ’cause i got my cash up
(girl, my b-tch got a bag), you gon’ have to back up
got a pocket full of cash, you know that i’m creamin’
i can make your wish come like a genie
no time to f-ck, i’m too busy counting green and
i gotta get a check for my s-m-n
i’m a gangster with a pedicure, i love getting pampered
but i keep that rod like a camper
you know the b-tch bad if the bangman tapped her
they pay to hear my voice like a pastor (or professor)

you gon’ f-ck around and make me bring a bag out
you gon’ f-ck around and make a n-gga cash out
and i did it with no handouts
skrrt skrrt, knew it was a foreign when i backed out
you gon’ f-ck around and make me bring a bag out
you gon’ f-ck around and make a n-gga cash out
and i did it with no handouts
skrrt skrrt, knew it was a foreign when i backed out

make a n-gga cash out
you gon’ make me bring a bag out
(ooh, that’s a hardbody beat…)
and i did it with no handouts

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