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bag just like some chips - sahbabii lyrics

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[pre*chorus]
i can’t satisfy a b*tch, but she can satisfy a d*ck (yeah)
my b*tches sprite, yours sierra mist (yessir)
i pulled up with the d*ck and let that motherf*cker hit (yeah)
bust all on her face, i told that b*tch i can’t miss (no, sir)

[chorus]
in my bag just like some chips, bag just like some chips
in my bag just like some chips, bag just like some chips
in my bag just like some chips, bag just like some chips
in my bag just like some chips, bag just like some chips
[verse 1]
my bars are flamin’ hot (real hot), yours corn chips
these n*ggas small fries, yeah, they twenty*five cent (oh yeah, yeah)
i’m thе big bag, bigger than some p*rn tits
gravity bong, n*ggas smokin’ foreign sh*t (bеlieve it)
i’m a fresh prince call a n*gga will smith (achieve it)
make a n*gga bleed like the cracks in your lips (complete it)
balmain jeans, only buy if they got rips
i told her use her tone, now that b*tch got a lisp
b*tch, my money long like a shopping list
ak forty*seven, ain’t no rockin’ this
the microwave broken, ain’t no poppin’ this
two*thousand*fifty drip, it ain’t no coppin’ this

[pre*chorus]
i can’t satisfy a b*tch, but she can satisfy a d*ck (yeah)
my b*tches sprite, yours sierra mist (yessir)
i pulled up with the d*ck and let that motherf*cker hit (yeah)
bust all on her face, i told that b*tch i can’t miss (no, sir)

[chorus]
in my bag just like some chips, bag just like some chips
in my bag just like some chips, bag just like some chips
in my bag just like some chips, bag just like some chips
in my bag just like some chips, bag just like some chips
[verse 2]
in my bag just like some takis (takis, yeah)
b*tch, i keep a pocket rocket
these sh*lls hot like a jalapeño popper
chump ass n*gga, get stuffed in the locker
b*tch, we rough, you call us ruffles
one false move and you know we gon’ bust you
turn his head to a red slushy
he’s a dd, dead dummy
she want the meat and the bread, salami
had s*x with her dinner, i’m all in her stomach
you stayed on the porch lookin’ mad like a pumpkin
i went to go get it, my n*gga, no frontin’ (frontin’)
f*ck his b*tch through the week but she closed on sunday (yeah)
i don’t care ’cause it’s one day

[pre*chorus]
i can’t satisfy a b*tch, but she can satisfy a d*ck (yeah)
my b*tches sprite, yours sierra mist (yessir)
i pulled up with the d*ck and let that motherf*cker hit (yeah)
bust all on her face, i told that b*tch i can’t miss (no, sir)

[chorus]
in my bag just like some chips, bag just like some chips
in my bag just like some chips, bag just like some chips
in my bag just like some chips, bag just like some chips
in my bag just like some chips, bag just like some chips

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