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that bag in - allstar lee lyrics

[intro]
(ooh, i love taxfree)
had to tell myself like do that sh*t, yeah

[verse 1]
you know i sell that dog food with a passion
and i’ma keep puttin’ all real time in
you might’ve seen me and troy boy ridin’ benz
’cause n*gga, yes, we be big timin’
i’m like, “lil’ b*tch, focus, keep starin’ at the rollie”
water drippin’ on me, made her slip and come blow me
n*gga, if you ever catch me slippin’, better blow me
crack your chest play when i put this .40 on you
i done bought a thousand pair of whitе loaves
sold hard drugs to a lot of white folks
keep bags of the loud ‘causе we like smoke
ten thou’ worth of guns ’cause we like smoke, n*gga
[chorus]
i’m a all*star playin’ with that sack, b*tch
and you could play with me and get whacked, b*tch
my ho cold, i ain’t f*ckin’ with no wack b*tch
and if you thick, come and throw it back, b*tch
i know y’all lil’ n*ggas playin’ on some cap sh*t
i got work, n*ggas know i get that bag in
you playin’ rich n*gga, you a catfish (check me out right there)
i’m at the suite gettin’ throat from a bad b*tch

[verse 2]
b*tch, i’m super, super blessed, b*tch, i be with palm angels
she bless me with the head, when i nut, i say a thank you
she really ain’t thick, on the ‘gram, she know her angles
bust a n*gga sh*t, blow the .40 from a angle
clean percs on me, yeah, b*tch, get in your bag then
looking at the camera on the coupe as i back in
rollie by the half brick of raw, i ain’t laughin’
streets waitin’ on me, n*gga, bet i drop a class
i probably f*cked two hundred bad hoes
i done probably got a million sellin’ grams, so
keep designer on my ass, yeah, the drip dope
i keep designer on my ass ’cause i flip dope, n*gga

[chorus]
i’m a all*star playin’ with that sack, b*tch
and you could play with me and get whacked, b*tch
my ho cold, i ain’t f*ckin’ with no wack b*tch
and if you thick, come and throw it back, b*tch
i know y’all lil’ n*ggas playin’ on some cap sh*t
i got work, n*ggas know i get that bag in
you playin’ rich n*gga, you a catfish
i’m at the suite gettin’ throat from a bad b*tch
[outro]
i’m a all*star playin’ with that sack, b*tch
and you could play with me and get whacked, b*tch
my ho cold, i ain’t f*ckin’ with no wack b*tch
and if you thick, come and throw it back, b*tch
i know y’all lil’ n*ggas playin’ on some cap sh*t
i got work, n*ggas know i get that bag in
you playin’ rich n*gga, you a catfish
i’m at the suite gettin’ throat from a bad b*tch

- allstar lee lyrics

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