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Baggy Video (MV)




Performed By: Benjii Vinze & Vally Love
Length: 2:55
Written by: LaVal Carmel, Vincent Bell




Benjii Vinze & Vally Love - Baggy Lyrics




Get out your feelings and get you a bag
Yeah, get you a bag
I can not love her not going out sad
Yeah, I'm on they ass
Benjii I'm all about money
You know I be stunting
You know I be chasing that cash
Benjii I'm all about money
You know I be stunting
You know I be chasing that cash

Get out your feelings and get you a bag
Yeah, get you a bag
I can not love her not going out sad
Yeah, I'm on they ass
Benjii I'm all about money
You know I be stunting
You know I be chasing that cash
Benjii I'm all about money
You know I be stunting
You know I be chasing that cash

Get out your feelings and get you a bag
Wake up and count me some money
Laugh to the bank boy I swear that it's funny
Come to my side let you see that it's sunny
The grass is just greener
The puddles are muddy
The streets, I mean that our pockets are flooded
We make, it rain while we be in public
Not talking 'bout money
Don't talk about nothing
Look how I blow that shit
Strip club Benjii gotta throw that shit
Look how I spend that shit
Young broke n***a gotta get that shit
Stood on the block with the green in my palm
I ain't have a damn car with a pocket full of lint
Flabbo with hard, he a serve a n***a raw
Had to get a little swerve just to whip that shit

I've been getting money
What the f*ck, do you think
Even days when I was broke
I still knew that I was straight
Every day I had to pray
Pray to God to get this cake
Hoping God is on my side and he protect me from the snakes
Yeah
He protect me from the fakes
If a n***a try to try me better get up out my way

Momma got back from the store
I was so geeked to get food in the crib
That look on her face that I couldn't forget
And then I get pissed
And ain't this a bitch
And she said

Get out your feelings and get you a bag
(Huh yeah) Get you a bag
I can not love her not going out sad
(Nope) I'm on they ass
Vally you know that he got it
No red light a stop it
Im green like the color of cash
Vally you know that he got it
No red light a stop it
Im green like the color of cash

Get out your feelings and get you a bag
(Oh, yeah) Get you a bag
I can not love her not going out sad
(Nope) I'm on they ass
Vally you know that he got it
No red light a stop it
Im green like the color of cash
Vally you know that he got it
No red light a stop it
Im green like the color of cash

In my bag like a damn receipt
In my bag like I got that heat
In my bag like a bottle a Henny
Man she so pretty
I keep her close to me
Mad
Well you're supposed to be
Lacoste shades so my eyes look flee
Seen your girl made a post bout me
In my bed where she posed to be
Made your girl hit the pose for me
Arched her back to the toes for me
She said Val eat my groceries
So
I ate them groceries
I know that it seems kinda mad
Yo chick choose me and it's sad
Or Maybe cause all of my cash
Or something you lag
You so full a trash
Go get you a bag
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Get out your feelings and get you a bag
Yeah, get you a bag
I can not love her not going out sad
Yeah, I'm on they ass
Benjii I'm all about money
You know I be stunting
You know I be chasing that cash
Benjii I'm all about money
You know I be stunting
You know I be chasing that cash

Get out your feelings and get you a bag
Yeah, get you a bag
I can not love her not going out sad
Yeah, I'm on they ass
Benjii I'm all about money
You know I be stunting
You know I be chasing that cash
Benjii I'm all about money
You know I be stunting
You know I be chasing that cash

Get out your feelings and get you a bag
Wake up and count me some money
Laugh to the bank boy I swear that it's funny
Come to my side let you see that it's sunny
The grass is just greener
The puddles are muddy
The streets, I mean that our pockets are flooded
We make, it rain while we be in public
Not talking 'bout money
Don't talk about nothing
Look how I blow that shit
Strip club Benjii gotta throw that shit
Look how I spend that shit
Young broke n***a gotta get that shit
Stood on the block with the green in my palm
I ain't have a damn car with a pocket full of lint
Flabbo with hard, he a serve a n***a raw
Had to get a little swerve just to whip that shit

I've been getting money
What the f*ck, do you think
Even days when I was broke
I still knew that I was straight
Every day I had to pray
Pray to God to get this cake
Hoping God is on my side and he protect me from the snakes
Yeah
He protect me from the fakes
If a n***a try to try me better get up out my way

Momma got back from the store
I was so geeked to get food in the crib
That look on her face that I couldn't forget
And then I get pissed
And ain't this a bitch
And she said

Get out your feelings and get you a bag
(Huh yeah) Get you a bag
I can not love her not going out sad
(Nope) I'm on they ass
Vally you know that he got it
No red light a stop it
Im green like the color of cash
Vally you know that he got it
No red light a stop it
Im green like the color of cash

Get out your feelings and get you a bag
(Oh, yeah) Get you a bag
I can not love her not going out sad
(Nope) I'm on they ass
Vally you know that he got it
No red light a stop it
Im green like the color of cash
Vally you know that he got it
No red light a stop it
Im green like the color of cash

In my bag like a damn receipt
In my bag like I got that heat
In my bag like a bottle a Henny
Man she so pretty
I keep her close to me
Mad
Well you're supposed to be
Lacoste shades so my eyes look flee
Seen your girl made a post bout me
In my bed where she posed to be
Made your girl hit the pose for me
Arched her back to the toes for me
She said Val eat my groceries
So
I ate them groceries
I know that it seems kinda mad
Yo chick choose me and it's sad
Or Maybe cause all of my cash
Or something you lag
You so full a trash
Go get you a bag
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Writer: LaVal Carmel, Vincent Bell
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