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monsters inc - iz bo & baglife tee lyrics

[intro: baglife tee]
(make*believe)
(oh yeah, cheese, that’s wavy)
okay
baglife, n*gga

[verse 1: baglife tee]
bad b*tch, she ain’t from flint, she from notre dame
say her dad playin’ with them bricks, i’m like, “what’s his name?”
i’m in, she said her dad got them bricks, i’m finna set the play
next day, i’m comin’ home with like fifty chains
[verse 2: northside jak]
we’ll slide down your block like tetris, b*tch, this ain’t a f*ckin’ game
i done sold dimes and nicks, but i ain’t never change
chopper leave you neckless, we took everything except his chain
how you flexin’ on the ‘gram, but need somewhere to stay?

[verse 3]
how you flexin’ on the ‘book, but ain’t got no pape’?
glock 23 ar, i got micro drac’
i ain’t takin’ shots at the bar, b*tch, i’m pourin’ drank
while you smokin’ on that bullsh*t, i’m at house of dank

[verse 4: northside jak]
and i’m at ruth’s or nature
play with me, bro gon’ up pole and you gon’ meet your maker
bro gon’ let the chop sing like anita baker
n*gga, you cap in your rap, n*gga, you’s a faker
and your b*tch comin’ with me, she a chubby chaser

[verse 5]
no, jak, his b*tch come with me, she gon’ touch her ankles
while i’m bustin’ on this b*tch t**th, make her say thank you
forty thousand in a white tee, not no palm angels
jak, if he try to rob me, he gon’ be an angel
if i ain’t got my gun on me, i’ma have to spank him
glock, shoot this sh*t over here, i need a different angle
you can hear me comin’ in the door the way my chains jangle
[verse 6: northside jak]
tee, if a n*gga try to rob you, he gon’ get a halo
beat a n*gga ass with the strap, but my name ain’t django
tee’ll make a n*gga dance with the chop, he gon’ do the tango
i’ll slam you on your neck like kurt angle

[verse 7]
i got two clips on my ar, how you wanna play it?
chop bow a n*gga head, it look like he prayin’
brodie popped a d*mn senzu bean, went super saiyan
off a perc’, went goku on a b*tch, kamehameha

[verse 8]
know it hurt when i leave a lil’ b*tch who don’t know her spot
got this n*gga face on a shirt off a red dot
green beam on my ar, i can shoot a fly
backwoods with three*fives in it, i be in the sky

[verse 9: northside jak]
i just faced a three*five ‘wood filled with turty pie
bro*bro accurate, he’ll knock the dot off the letter i
the chop like stevie wonder, it’ll paint a ribbon in the sky
or it’ll turn you to a mascot, you can rep your team up in the skies

[verse 10]
pistachio disguisey, you can’t tell i’m master of disguise
i knew this b*tch was shiesty, she just tried to steal some f*ckin’ fries
brodie took me on a d*mn high*speed, i just want a ride
i knew this b*tch was a d*mn pisces by the way she lie

- iz bo baglife tee lyrics

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