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Ooh Getting this bag you heard They getting mad you heard I'm in a jag you heard Yeah YUHERD YUHERD YUHERD YUHERD Aye I'm popping tags you heard Aye Scraped my rims look out, pot hole I'm so cold I'm sick snot nose Gucci boy my fit 5 0 50 bands that's it Not including rolexes All I do is spend my money on Some dumb expensive shit, woah I think I'm crazy I drive from the passenger car seat In a audi the jakes cannot stop me In the back seat yo bitch tryina top me I got rings on my car like it's Beijing Got a boyfriend she ain't say the same thing Said she single but it's like the same thing So much guala I need me like 8 rings SongtexteHuh Been 5 years since high school wait no 3 and I'm rich you lazy hoe Love my dance club girls that's nice to me look up its raining hoe Ooh Getting this bag you heard They getting mad you heard I'm in a jag you heard Yeah Getting this bag you heard They getting mad you heard I'm in a jag you heard Yeah YUHERD YUHERD YUHERD YUHERD Aye I'm popping tags you heard Getting this bag you heard They getting mad you heard I'm in a jag you heard Aus Songtexte Mania