- Shy Glizzy Blow A Bag 歌詞
- Shy Glizzy
- Young Jefe holmes, oh
GG for life
Goose with another one
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
They call me Young Jefe
Girl I know you like my swag
If you want this sh*t forever
Then you better make it last
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
We ridin in them foreigns
Gettin ass inside the Jag
Yes I make these n*ggas mad
Got some killers who gon blast
Make me blow a bag
Remember when I met you
Girl I told you you was special
I told you would love me girl
You thought that I was flexin
Them other niggas missed they lick
They thought they would finesse you
All this balling got em salty
Turned these niggas into pretzels
Alright, alright, we can do this all night
Bitch my outfit all white
We can have em all fight
Sent a runner to the store and told him
Get me all the Sprites
Bitch my stash house is a hike
Got them big old racks inside
Gucci, Louis, Pucci, baby your life is a movie
She regret givin up the booty
B*tch go and sue me
One day, 'Papi thats your coochy,'
Next day like she never knew me
All my friends are dead
Thats why I be ridin round with that Uzi
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
They call me Young Jefe
Girl I know you like my swag
If you want this shit forever
Then you better make it last
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
We ridin in them foreigns
Gettin ass inside the Jag
Yes I make these niggas mad
Got some killers who gon blast
Make me blow a bag
Yeah I was thinkin bout wifing it
But I ended up one-nighting it
The way she suck the d*ck
I swear this lil b*tch is so trifling
Girl I had all type of b*tches
You one of the baddest
She say that Im too savage
I know you dont like em average
Know you cant replace me, are you f*cking crazy
A lot of n*ggas aint me, baby baby baby
A lot of n*ggas hate me, lot of n*ggas aint player
Lot of n*ggas change ways, b*tch we still the same gang
Gucci, Louis, Pucci, baby your life is a movie
She regret givin up the booty
B*tch go and sue me
One day, 'Papi thats your coochy,'
Next day like she never knew me
All my friends are dead
Thats why I be ridin round with that Uzi
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
They call me Young Jefe
Girl I know you like my swag
If you want this sh*t forever
Then you better make it last
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
Make me blow a bag baby, make me blow a bag
We ridin in them foreigns
Gettin ass inside the Jag
Yes I make these n*ggas mad
Got some killers who gon blast
Make me blow a bag
Blow a bag, blow a bag
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