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Baggin Up Video (MV)




Performed By: FSG Rell
Length: 3:42
Written by: Tyrell Barr




FSG Rell - Baggin Up Lyrics
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I got the dewey on in this drop top, let the top down
Did the two step in my Margiellas now the bad bitches on my cock now
When I was 17, got a red beam told myself I don't box now
This that legendary, that real shit, this that coming straight out of Pottstown
Hey, bag up again
I got to bag up again
Show em we bagging again
Real n****s bagging again
They just don't want me to win
But we up a hundred and ten
We was just chasing a bag so we jumped over the fence
Look at the foreign I'm in
I'm about to roll up again
I'm about to po' up again
Then I'm a roll up again
We about to bag up again
We about to bag up again
Show em we bagging again
Real n****s bagging again
I'm in the trap and I'm bagging
In the game like Madden
This pocket rocket sitting in my pocket it'll make a n***a do a backflip
Work disappear like magic
On the block I'm magic
I'm tailor made, you Minute Maid we are not from the same fabric
At KOP I done spent a check I spent 35 on my jacket
If I say some, bet I get it done, we ain't never been into capping
Expensive shit if I ain't matching
Stretch a n***a gymnastics
It's a lot of talk but ain't none shake, I cant let these n****s get at me
Ball on n****s no jersey
42 James Worthy
Catch a n***a while he slipping up, now it's aw lord have mercy
Rush hour all early
On the block 5:30
All one hundred shit we don't play with feds, we moving out if they lurking
F*ck friends y'all can be fake I got all my friends in this 30
We need guarantees 'fore we get the check or you ain't never getting my service n***a
I got the dewey on in this drop top, let the top down
Did the two step in my Margiellas now the bad bitches on my cock now
When I was 17, got a red beam told myself I don't box now
This that legendary, that real shit, this that coming straight out of Pottstown
Hey, bag up again
I got to bag up again
Show em we bagging again
Real n****s bagging again
They just don't want me to win
But we up a hundred and ten
We was just chasing a bag so we jumped over the fence
Look at the foreign I'm in
I'm about to roll up again
I'm about to po' up again
Then I'm a roll up again
We about to bag up again
We about to bag up again
Show em we bagging again
Real n****s bagging again
They done f*cked up, I done lucked up
So what's what?
You could f*ck with me in my younger days but nowadays you gone touch what
I got a roster full and I'm on call
Pray one day that we all ball
When you come to me I need the right amount cause the last n***a got rolled off
I don't come at one, I come at whole tents
I'm probably top ten
If I'm not ten I got mops in
I got shit to keep ya whole block in
On the outside they want tear us down, so I keep my whole circle boxed in
I don't care what he doing for you, if he switching sides got to watch him
Hey, y'all n****s wait on the pussy
Hey, y'all Marvin Gaye with the pussy
Hey, since I'm a dog I give her the bone I don't be saving the pussy
Hey, I do my thing in the pussy
Hey, I let it rain in the pussy
Hey, I don't like girls who don't like my bitch, me Mary Jane and the pussy
N****s cop out on the beef, so I get sick with the pen
F*cked her at one of her shows, next week she leaving her man
I got the dewey on in this drop top, let the top down
Did the two step in my Margiellas now the bad bitches on my cock now
When I was 17, got a red beam told myself I don't box now
This that legendary, that real shit, this that coming straight out of Pottstown
Hey, bag up again
I got to bag up again
Show em we bagging again
Real n****s bagging again
They just don't want me to win
But we up a hundred and ten
We was just chasing a bag so we jumped over the fence
Look at the foreign I'm in
I'm about to roll up again
I'm about to po' up again
Then I'm a roll up again
We about to bag up again
We about to bag up again
Show em we bagging again
Real n****s bagging again
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I got the dewey on in this drop top, let the top down
Did the two step in my Margiellas now the bad bitches on my cock now
When I was 17, got a red beam told myself I don't box now
This that legendary, that real shit, this that coming straight out of Pottstown
Hey, bag up again
I got to bag up again
Show em we bagging again
Real n****s bagging again
They just don't want me to win
But we up a hundred and ten
We was just chasing a bag so we jumped over the fence
Look at the foreign I'm in
I'm about to roll up again
I'm about to po' up again
Then I'm a roll up again
We about to bag up again
We about to bag up again
Show em we bagging again
Real n****s bagging again
I'm in the trap and I'm bagging
In the game like Madden
This pocket rocket sitting in my pocket it'll make a n***a do a backflip
Work disappear like magic
On the block I'm magic
I'm tailor made, you Minute Maid we are not from the same fabric
At KOP I done spent a check I spent 35 on my jacket
If I say some, bet I get it done, we ain't never been into capping
Expensive shit if I ain't matching
Stretch a n***a gymnastics
It's a lot of talk but ain't none shake, I cant let these n****s get at me
Ball on n****s no jersey
42 James Worthy
Catch a n***a while he slipping up, now it's aw lord have mercy
Rush hour all early
On the block 5:30
All one hundred shit we don't play with feds, we moving out if they lurking
F*ck friends y'all can be fake I got all my friends in this 30
We need guarantees 'fore we get the check or you ain't never getting my service n***a
I got the dewey on in this drop top, let the top down
Did the two step in my Margiellas now the bad bitches on my cock now
When I was 17, got a red beam told myself I don't box now
This that legendary, that real shit, this that coming straight out of Pottstown
Hey, bag up again
I got to bag up again
Show em we bagging again
Real n****s bagging again
They just don't want me to win
But we up a hundred and ten
We was just chasing a bag so we jumped over the fence
Look at the foreign I'm in
I'm about to roll up again
I'm about to po' up again
Then I'm a roll up again
We about to bag up again
We about to bag up again
Show em we bagging again
Real n****s bagging again
They done f*cked up, I done lucked up
So what's what?
You could f*ck with me in my younger days but nowadays you gone touch what
I got a roster full and I'm on call
Pray one day that we all ball
When you come to me I need the right amount cause the last n***a got rolled off
I don't come at one, I come at whole tents
I'm probably top ten
If I'm not ten I got mops in
I got shit to keep ya whole block in
On the outside they want tear us down, so I keep my whole circle boxed in
I don't care what he doing for you, if he switching sides got to watch him
Hey, y'all n****s wait on the pussy
Hey, y'all Marvin Gaye with the pussy
Hey, since I'm a dog I give her the bone I don't be saving the pussy
Hey, I do my thing in the pussy
Hey, I let it rain in the pussy
Hey, I don't like girls who don't like my bitch, me Mary Jane and the pussy
N****s cop out on the beef, so I get sick with the pen
F*cked her at one of her shows, next week she leaving her man
I got the dewey on in this drop top, let the top down
Did the two step in my Margiellas now the bad bitches on my cock now
When I was 17, got a red beam told myself I don't box now
This that legendary, that real shit, this that coming straight out of Pottstown
Hey, bag up again
I got to bag up again
Show em we bagging again
Real n****s bagging again
They just don't want me to win
But we up a hundred and ten
We was just chasing a bag so we jumped over the fence
Look at the foreign I'm in
I'm about to roll up again
I'm about to po' up again
Then I'm a roll up again
We about to bag up again
We about to bag up again
Show em we bagging again
Real n****s bagging again
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Writer: Tyrell Barr
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