Paroles de la chanson Bag/First Class par Babyfxce E

[Bag]

(If you don't fuck with Donnie, then fuck you, bitch)
Yeah
What up, Donnie?
Hmm, hah, huh, uh, huh

A lot of you niggas ain't cut, y'all just be tough on computers (Man)
Post your dog shit and people might just come from the sewers (On bro)
Like where I know you from? (Huh?), yeah, huh
Life been beatin' my ass, baby, come here, I need a shoulder rub (Damn)
But I still ran my money up (Yop), I just had to focus up (Yop)

You can't see my gun, can you? (Uh-uh), I don't wanna show too much
I was just cold up in the stu', but now I'm warming up
I took my jacket off, I'm like, "I need to get shit off my back" (Come on)
They just sent five hundred racks and now I'm back on track (What else?)
Snatched her hair out, bitch, get a wig because them tracks ain't that (Uh-uh)
They knew it was us when we pulled up 'cause they was black on black
And it ain't no Scats, fast shit back to back
So much dog shit, bro, I can make a booth out of racks (Uh-huh)
I ain't the only one getting money, my whole crew pay the tab (On bro)
If a nigga get in the way of this shit, then we gon' shoot through his ass (Fap)

I got my mom a bag before I got my boo a lil' bag (Huh)
Somebody pass the drugs, that's what I do when I'm mad
Feel like the old head in the streets, how y'all recruiting these cats? (Fuck is these niggas?)
I need some shit with ass, I don't know what to do with no flats (Thick shit)
She keep looking at me nasty, I'm like, "You want the bag" (You, come here)

You want the bag (You right there), bitch, you want the bag (Come here, bitch)
You want the bag, no, I think you want the bag (Yeah)
I'm having this shit, my baby, I can give you some racks (I'm having)
Huh, show me you'll get nasty and I might give you the bag (Yeah)

Huh, tired of getting into it with you pussy niggas (Pussy)
Hear some shit up in the streets, I press him, he said, "I ain't did it" (Nothing)
Told her it's another bitch coming over, she said, "I ain't dipping"
I'ma have both of 'em bending over, so, shit, I ain't tripping (Fuck it)
Two poles and they break down, but, nigga, I ain't fishing (Brrt)
This chopper run into your leg just like a blind midget (What else?)
Your chain ain't gon' pass a lie test, I bet mines did it (Hah)
Soon as I get a label name, I'm finna go sign niggas (Come on)
I'm with Rio, I got M.I.N.E. with me (What else?), presidential time with me (Yop)

I got a bitch that set up niggas for me, she throw dimes to me (On God)
Man, choke that lil' bitch up, she out of line with it (Come here)
I had to learn I can't be nice because they fine bitches (Fuck 'em)

You want the bag, bitch, you want the bag
You want the bag, no, I think you want the bag
I'm having this shit, my baby, I can give you some racks
Huh, show me you'll get nasty and I might give you the bag
You want the bag, bitch, you want the bag
You want the bag, no, I think you want the bag
I'm having this shit, my baby, I can give you some racks
Huh, show me you'll get nasty and I might give you the bag

[First Class]

Donnie, what the fuck is up?
Man, we gotta go two for two real quick, man
Bitch, bitch, bitch (Yeah)

I ain't gon' lie, you tripped, Donnie (Tripped)
First class with the private seat, can't nobody sit by me (They can't)
Five on the 'fit, probably two hundred on the body (Yop)
Pin a nigga for a skit cheap, probably cost like two thousand (That's it)
This shit getting steep for the case up in Chicago (It's cool, though)
The judge out there swinging a belt with a blindfold (Swing)

This bitch think she funny, talkin' 'bout my rhinestones (Fuck on)
I bet my shiny ass still take you down, though (Ah)
If he don't hop out car and let it go, find a ride home (Fuck on)
Fulton County ain't wanna give me my property, had to buy it from 'em
Got on ice cubes with a black hammer like it's Ride Along (Get it?)
I get you say that you love me to death, but is you dying, though? (Is you?)
Like is you really dying for this shit? (Huh)
It's hard to take off on the boys, I don't like sliding when it's wet (Yeah, yeah)
She a lil' stuck-up, but I'm still sliding in her shit (Slide)
Man, that boy a rookie, posted in his sliding 'fit (Rookie-ass nigga)

Put it on the floor, go'n and tell me what side you is (Come on)
I ain't tripping if you wanna beef, just don't be hiding shit (What else?)
In a longsleeve filled with all exotic shit, yop
Put it in my lean just so I can hide the switch (Damn)
Fine shit love Fxce, Fxce love fine shit (I love you)
Let me take you to this back room, see how your mind sit (Yeah)
See how your mind is (What else?), let me check your mental health (Yop)
Every nigga that played with us, we gave them boys the belt (Spank)
Plankton-ass niggas sipping green lean, that shit kelp
You ain't never did a stain, shooters clean like some Crep (Yop)

Most my niggas stayed down, it was some niggas that left
I could've said fuck everybody in this rap shit, I ain't have to help (Fuck them niggas)
Man, this shit don't even be that deep (On God)
Goofy thought he had a drop, nigga, it don't even be that street (Dumbass)
Fuck it, I'll send your ass the lo' 'cause this shit ain't sweet (Come here)
Pull up in that V, when you leave, it's gon' look like cheese (Spank)
Hella holes in it, huh
Front door don't take metal keys, it's a code, nigga
Just know I can buy a watch from a show, nigga
Just know I can get her popped, she ain't off-limits (Popped)
Yop, your bitch ain't no different from these other bitches (Uh-uh)
You niggas no different than these fucking bitches (No)
Only thing different that y'all niggas snitch and y'all still got a pussy (Yeah)
She blocked me on her phone, I still got the pussy (What else?)
But she really miss me, though, 'cause she still got my hoodie (What else?)
And that bitch an LV
Told her put it on without no clothes and let me see (Let me see somethin')

Just lift it up, like when you put it on, lift it up just a lil' bit so I can
Aight