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Colt Cassidy - Duffle Bag Lyrics



Colt Cassidy - Duffle Bag Lyrics
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[ Featuring Bobby Warrior ]

In my duffel bag, please don't touch my duffel bag
In my duffel bag, please don't touch my duffel bag
Oh, in my duffel bag, please don't touch my duffel bag
In my duffel bag
Feel like Pusha T, I'm pushing Beat after Beat
Not ne'er one of you, can't f*ck with the kid
Tired of the boof, tell em stop smoking mid
I've been a pimp, put that lean in my baby bottle
Chandelier on my neck, I made that hoe sign the NDA on my Bieber
Turned non-believers to believers
I'm going Tom Brady, you would swear I was a cheater
Way these wins stacking up, And now they wanna meet us
Call me Kim Possible, I'm doing the impossible
Now she wanna dance with me, Tell her do the Macarena
Heads up, seven up, run it up before I get canceled
I ain't no Local rapper, put me up against the best one
I turn him to a possum, you know about my posse
I'm blowing up Bin Laden, I'm the one you can't ignore
I'm in the cell, Shakur, let me out, I am the GOAT
I feel like Ramsey, Nacho Libre, I'm caliente
All black shit, Agent K, I swear I'm outterspace
Lil boy, you can't replace me, car f*cked up, no AC
I make it hot, lose the roof, I'm in the coupe
I love the models, yeah, I do, but I like them nurses too
My New girl, Betty Boop, I swear to God that I'm the truth
My mama don't know what to do, she can't get me out the booth
Nah, nah, yes, I'm stuck up in the booth
It' 3AM, what the f*ck you doing, boy
I'm Batman for real
Ho
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In my duffel bag, please don't touch my duffel bag
In my duffel bag, please don't touch my duffel bag
Oh, in my duffel bag, please don't touch my duffel bag
In my duffel bag
Feel like Pusha T, I'm pushing Beat after Beat
Not ne'er one of you, can't f*ck with the kid
Tired of the boof, tell em stop smoking mid
I've been a pimp, put that lean in my baby bottle
Chandelier on my neck, I made that hoe sign the NDA on my Bieber
Turned non-believers to believers
I'm going Tom Brady, you would swear I was a cheater
Way these wins stacking up, And now they wanna meet us
Call me Kim Possible, I'm doing the impossible
Now she wanna dance with me, Tell her do the Macarena
Heads up, seven up, run it up before I get canceled
I ain't no Local rapper, put me up against the best one
I turn him to a possum, you know about my posse
I'm blowing up Bin Laden, I'm the one you can't ignore
I'm in the cell, Shakur, let me out, I am the GOAT
I feel like Ramsey, Nacho Libre, I'm caliente
All black shit, Agent K, I swear I'm outterspace
Lil boy, you can't replace me, car f*cked up, no AC
I make it hot, lose the roof, I'm in the coupe
I love the models, yeah, I do, but I like them nurses too
My New girl, Betty Boop, I swear to God that I'm the truth
My mama don't know what to do, she can't get me out the booth
Nah, nah, yes, I'm stuck up in the booth
It' 3AM, what the f*ck you doing, boy
I'm Batman for real
Ho
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Writer: Kyler Scott
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Performed By: Colt Cassidy
Featuring: Bobby Warrior
Language: English
Length: 2:12
Written by: Kyler Scott

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