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BAG Video (MV)




Performed By: Duppyblood
Language: English
Length: 1:43
Written by: Dupre Bates




Duppyblood - BAG Lyrics




We'll bring it to your door like pizza hut Kick a bitch to the curb like your lease is
Up He died tryna hit a lick, he want creepin
Up Niggas ain't really have emotion, they just
Keepin' up Flat ass niggas, bitch see me out, she know

I'm with the bag getters Bitch new BBL, she need a ass sitter
Yeah, cuz I can't sit around Don't go back and forth, there's too much
Pape sittin' around Beach boys, for the pape, I like to get around
Yeah, don't go back and forth, there's too much pape sittin' around

Mike Epps, you better know it's all about the Benjis
I hate a bad bitch, who like bein' friendly Keep the pussy all mines, I love bein' stingy
Heat strapped to my waist like my name Jimmy ah really turn your bitch up like my name Timmy
With the handlers, them boys who blame on blickies

Codename Derek if I smell somethin' fishy This a hundred shots, my guy, this is not fifty
We'll bring it to your door like pizza hut Kick a bitch to the curb like your lease is up
He died tryna hit a lick, he want creepin' up
Niggas ain't really have emotion, they just keepin' up

Flat ass niggas, bitch see me out, she know I'm with the bag getters
Bitch new BBL, she need a ass sitter Yeah, cuz I can't sit around
Memphis, but we beat shit down to Grizzly Ray Tyreek with the blick, bullets chasin' down the cheetah way
Tell my bae, I'm a lover, I'm not a cheetah, bae Black man don't cheat, we keep secrets, bae
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We'll bring it to your door like pizza hut Kick a bitch to the curb like your lease is
Up He died tryna hit a lick, he want creepin
Up Niggas ain't really have emotion, they just
Keepin' up Flat ass niggas, bitch see me out, she know

I'm with the bag getters Bitch new BBL, she need a ass sitter
Yeah, cuz I can't sit around Don't go back and forth, there's too much
Pape sittin' around Beach boys, for the pape, I like to get around
Yeah, don't go back and forth, there's too much pape sittin' around

Mike Epps, you better know it's all about the Benjis
I hate a bad bitch, who like bein' friendly Keep the pussy all mines, I love bein' stingy
Heat strapped to my waist like my name Jimmy ah really turn your bitch up like my name Timmy
With the handlers, them boys who blame on blickies

Codename Derek if I smell somethin' fishy This a hundred shots, my guy, this is not fifty
We'll bring it to your door like pizza hut Kick a bitch to the curb like your lease is up
He died tryna hit a lick, he want creepin' up
Niggas ain't really have emotion, they just keepin' up

Flat ass niggas, bitch see me out, she know I'm with the bag getters
Bitch new BBL, she need a ass sitter Yeah, cuz I can't sit around
Memphis, but we beat shit down to Grizzly Ray Tyreek with the blick, bullets chasin' down the cheetah way
Tell my bae, I'm a lover, I'm not a cheetah, bae Black man don't cheat, we keep secrets, bae
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Writer: Dupre Bates
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