Shawty Lo - Duffle Bag lyrics

Heyy, hyyye Ya, we'll not call all signes today Yyeee, we'll be ashamed of this ear Here, o mother f**er, I'm with my b**h You can't be delighted, you can be for all this Scream, she's doing whenever I say go This b**h's on the right way We appreciate a bad play And now the whole play And ever she shouts, I'm on my way Money, put my money in my duffle bag Money, put my money in my duffle bag Money, money put my money in my douffle bag Money, put my money in my duffle bag Heeeyyyyyyyyyaa Money, put my money in my duffle bag Shall we? One, two, three to the four If you give phone, I'll f** it so slow You're on the top miss, I'm on yours What you have, is a mother f**er claw Hyyya, you're in fine clothes, mother f**er jeans I'm in my superman shield, like a Brad Pitt And I'll low, keep your role profile Let me show your limb slow I give to my equal weight to the slow I can make it rain, make it back so slow Shine up to the party when the glow is slow And in the flame I'll get scream for slow And you're down your fears, put them on the window Put them to the b**hes 'cause we're already chief, ooo And I'm my chief hey, ooo, my chief hey When the vagues go around let to seek ago Scream, she's doing whenever I say go This b**h's on the right way We appreciate a bad play, and now the whole play And ever she shouts, I'm on my way Money, put my money in my duffle bag Money, put my money in my duffle bag Money, money put my money in my duffle bag Money, put my money in my duffle bag Heeeyyyyyyyyyaa Money, put my money in my douffle bag And now five, six seven to the eight And me shout in the draw of your face And this I call the case, a b**h less came 4000, for to six in my gla** I don't need a for to six in my gla** But you'll do the right b**h, so it crush to my a** And now my very b**h's looking for the best Smile girls, only you've to do the same I'm on the lift damage, genre to the image This is a lake crap, all the boys seem linking And to the phone a**, but she's nake and wity Hallo we'll flows but til the end of the tricky All your little b**hes called my name and you know Run away b**h, with my name on the half Make down your map, put my name on the scratch Put my man that he's handsome on the top Scream, she's doing whenever I say go This b**h's on the right way We appreciate a bad play, and now the whole play And ever she shouts, I'm on my way Money, put my money in my duffle bag Money, put my money in my duffle bag Money, money, put my money in my douffle bag Money, put my money in my duffle bag Heeeyyyyyyyyyaa Money, put my money in my duffle bag Shall we?