Young Buck - The Bag Way lyrics

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Young Buck - The Bag Way lyrics

Yeah The bag way F**k these old n***as, get yo’ money young n***a Let’s get it. Now go get a check (run it up, run it up) Now go get a check Now go get a check (run it up, run it up) Now go get a check. Thumbin’ through these hundreds, I get it the bag way Flexin’ in these foreigns, I did it the bag way (now go get a check) She ain’t f**in’ with you unless it’s the bag way I can blow a bag on a bag day (now go get a check). I ran it up in the trap, and I do it that strap way Met me a Migo and I started gettin’ it, yeah dat way My ex-b***h pulled up, flexed on me, can’t f**k ya that day n***a just hit a bad lick with his last blunt in his ashtray I re-ed up with the rest on me, got me a big bag of yay I ain’t got nothin’ to give to ya, n***a everybody gon’ have to pay I blow the rest that was left on me, bought me a big place to stay Took the Cartiers off my face to see a lotta n***as just in the way (F**k whoever done slept on me!) (Now go get a check) VVS my b***h up, and my s**t on .. They done made me pick that stick up, knowin’ I’m gon’ spray Y’all got all that y’all gon’ get, you n***as just don’t want s**t I’m like.. Now go get a check (run it up, run it up) Now go get a check Now go get a check (run it up, run it up) Now go get a check. Thumbin’ through these hundreds, I get it the bag way Flexin’ in these foreigns, I did it the bag way (now go get a check) She ain’t f**in’ with you unless it’s the bag way I can blow a bag on a bag day (now go get a check). I just blew a bag on a Tuesday All my diamonds wet like .. I like all my b**hes bad and boujee I’m a savage n***a like Webbie and Boosie If you ain’t talkin’ money you gon’ lose me Flex, I sell packs, I blow racks, I shoot movies I’m no ordinary n***a, I got swag, hoe I’m in Cashville, that’s where I met my last hoe, my past hoe Yeah, my neck and my wrist is a bag I pull up the lot, paper tag If you broke then go get you some cash I’m puffin’ and trippin’ on gas 93 days diesel Rockstar like the Beatles All I dreamed about was a bag Get the money first, never last. Now go get a check (run it up, run it up) Now go get a check (the bag way) Now go get a check (run it up, run it up) Now go get a check. Thumbin’ through these hundreds, I get it the bag way Flexin’ in these foreigns, I did it the bag way (now go get a check) She ain’t f**in’ with you unless it’s the bag way I can blow a bag on a bag dayyy.