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Ricky Racks, I see you Audio Cartel shit, baby Yeah I need big bags, yeah I need big bags Yeah I need big bags, yeah I need big bags Whoa, ayy Look I need big bags Tell me where you get that Walked out of the store, I'll pop at least six tags That's a big bag, money well spent though Mixin' up the Louis with some Chrome Heart kicks, whoa Where they do that? somebody come and tell me Blew it on my own but I like it when you help me Whoa, I think they jealous Gucci on my pelvis Smoking like a Marley, but living like I'm Elvis (Whoa, whoa, wait) Everyone worried 'bout me but I hope that they're okay (I hope that they're okay) Droppin' the top for the breeze, just grabbed the Porsche today (I grabbed the Porsche today) Everyone thought I would leave, nobody thought I would stay (Yeah, nobody thought I would stay) Came from the beach, I'm the wave SongtexteThere ain't really much else I can say They thought I had it made 'cause I never worked minimum wage Made the call on my own, followed my dreams Suddenly everything changed Suddenly everyone needs me Suddenly all these girls want me Since I gave 'em "Nightmares", I just got all these girls on me Told her, "Don't forget the rest of me" She always takes the best of me, and says she wants the best for me I don't care anymore, I swear It's just another tragedy of love It's just another tragedy, it had to be like this It's just another tragedy of love It's just another tragedy, it had to be like this (Whoa) I need big bags, yeah I need big bags Yeah I need big bags, yeah I need big bags Whoa, ayy Look I need big bags Tell me where you get that Walked out of the store, I'll pop at least six tags That's a big bag, money well spent though Mixin' up the Louis with some Chrome Heart kicks, whoa Where they do that? somebody come and tell me Blew it on my own but I like it when you help me Whoa, I think they jealous Gucci on my pelvis Smoking like a Marley, but living like I'm Elvis (Whoa, whoa, wait) Told her, "Don't forget the rest of me" She always takes the best of me, and says she wants the best for me I don't care anymore, I swear It's just another tragedy of love It's just another tragedy, it had to be like this It's just another tragedy of love It's just another tragedy, it had to be like this (Whoa) Took a flight to the West Coast Now she thinks it's the best coast See me up in my dress code Chuck T's, got a white tee Got that nice steez I think she like me Aus Songtexte Mania