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lirik lagu i got a bag – soulja boy

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[chorus: soulja boy]
n*ggas mad, cause i got a bag
i’m flexin with that sack that he never had
my true religion sag
oh i got these n*ggas mad
these n*ggas mad, cause i got a bag
i’m flexin with that sack that he never had
my true religion sag
i got these n*ggas mad, cause i got a bag

[verse 1: soulja boy]
got these n*ggas mad
cause i got a bag
hoppin out the porsh, true religion swag
hoppin out the rari, let my gucci sag
from my gucci lense, down to my gucci pants
damb i got these n*ggas mad
flexin in the club, with a f*ckin bag
30 bottles poppin, cause i got a bag
and i’m flexin with that sack, that he never had
got that n*gga mad, and my b*tches bad
and i’m blowin on this kush, got my eyes red
pullin up to the club, and we going in
i got that bag, ain’t [?]
ain’t no tellin, cause we flexin
gold on my necklace, living young and wreckless
n*ggas hating on me, cause i got that sack
cause i got that bag, cause i got that swag
[?] yo we pop tags
yo we pop 30’s, shoot him in his face
it ain’t really sh*t, tell my lawyer beat the case
sod money gang, yeah we in this place
[chorus: soulja boy]
n*ggas mad, cause i got a bag
i’m flexin with that sack that he never had
my true religion sag
oh i got these n*ggas mad
these n*ggas mad, cause i got a bag
i’m flexin with that sack that he never had
my true religion sag
i got these n*ggas mad, cause i got a bag

[verse 2: doe boy]
got these n*ggas mad, cause i got a bag
30 in my lap, n*gga fight the strap
pull up in that lax, all these back to backs
[?], get your ass jacked
whip the f*ckin dope, n*gga f*ck your crew
i got choppers n*gga, f*ck your f*ckin goons
born with no rules, pull up on your b*tch
told her hop inside this whip, suck my d*ck
fbg, sod
i don’t eat no food for breakfast, wake up, drinking lean
off a bean, and [?]
all i see is cash everytime i blink

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