โหลดเพลง mp3 Brown Bag - Yo Gotti

Brown Bag (Explicit) - Yo Gotti
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Baking soda on the counter
J's at the door door
I got bails in the attic
Money in the floor floor
Brown bag
Back and forth like a grocery store store
Plastic bags
In and out and that sh*t filled with d**e yo
Baking soda on the counter
J's at the door door
I got bails in the attic
Money in the floor floor
Brown bag
Back and forth like a grocery store store
Plastic bags
Back and forth and that sh*t filled with d**e
Yo

Ain't no credit when you shop with me
Shop with me
You want some credit
Leave your car with me
Car with me
I tell my b**ch she gone go far with me
Gone go far with me baby
But she may have to take a charge for me
To take a charge for me baby
Baking soda in the 'fridgerator 'fridgerator
I got money that sh*t come with haters
Come with haters
What you want what you need
What you need
I got pounds I got keys
I got Goyard that's a bag
Go hard for the bag
I got no heart I'm heartless
For the bag I'm retarded
Birkin bag with the crocodile
Yeah my b**ch been around
I gave my b**ch a real bag
I got faith she gone hold it down

Baking soda on the counter
J's at the door door
I got bails in the attic
Money in the floor floor
Brown bag
Back and forth like a grocery store store
Plastic bags
In and out and that sh*t filled with d**e bass
Baking soda on the counter
J's at the door bass
I got bails in the attic
Money in the floor bass
Brown bag
Back and forth like a grocery store bass
Plastic bags
Back and forth and that sh*t filled with d**e
Yo
Why the trap smell like onions
What's that loud odor hey what's this
I've been sacking brown bags
Like I work at Kroger bad boy
Not concerned with no payment ni**a
What the total total
I jumped out my Bentley coupe into a Toyota promos
Seatbelt rental car trafficking trafficking
Your blood on my diamonds b**ch I'm African
Quit putting your bag on that 'gram
Boy that real life life
You'll have them feds and them robbers at you
Real life life
I put my money in the ground and molded get down
Put my trust in a ni**a and he folded get down
Can't believe that ni**a took the stand and told
Get down
F**k your b**ch in the trap
The d**k she rode it
She went hell
Baking soda on the counter
J's at the door door
I got bails in the attic
Money in the floor floor
Brown bag
Back and forth like a grocery store store
Plastic bags
In and out and that sh*t filled with d**e
Bass
Baking soda on the counter
J's at the door bass
I got bails in the attic
Money in the floor bass
Brown bag
Back and forth like a grocery store bass
Plastic bags
Back and forth and that sh*t filled with d**e
Yo yo