Lyrics Bag Lady - A D M B feat. Joon Jukx

Let me in the end zone,
I'll be damned if shawty ever put me in the friend zone,
Past the point of no return, swear your boy been gone,
I've been playing Urkel guess your family is the Winslows.
Shawty got my heart out watch her play it like a wishbone,
Got her jealous now she prolly busting out my windows,
Shawty acting childish, buy her back, keep her happy
Long as shawty sylish,
Hair lookin fleeked up, shoutout to your sylist,
She don't like my homies now i'm feelin like an island
Gotta take her shopping she ain't really into browsing
Gotta give a limit ten a minute blow a thousand
How you callin friends and all you do is talk about 'em
She don't make but she quick to call me broke
Diamonds all up on her, diamonds on her head to toe,
Ramen noodles all she eatin when she all alone,
Frontin on the internet but errybody know...
She gon sell her soul for that baguette
She gon sell her soul for that
She gon sell her soul for that baguette
She gon sell her soul for that
You ain't gotta hide from me, love
You ain't gotta hide from me
You ain't gotta hide from me, love
You ain't gotta hide from me
She gon sell her soul for that baguette
She gon sell her soul for that
She gon sell her soul for that baguette
She gon sell her soul for that
You ain't gotta hide from me, love
You ain't gotta hide from me
You ain't gotta hide from me, love
You ain't gotta hide from me
She hit me with a text, but all she said was "hey"
I been postin pics with other chicks, i guess she felt some way
But that's okay, back in the day i woulda probably felt the same
But now i'm swimmin in women that kinda keep me sane
It's kinda funny how they never want you when you alone
She miss the luxuries and now she wanna blow up my phone
I did that, i ain't with her like drama it's dead wack
I ain't wack enough to ask you for none of my bread back
But there's a lesson to be learned, had your chance, step aside
So she can get a turn, and she can get a turn
I need some gasoline so all these bridges i can burn
Stop texting me to vent because you're no longer my concern
You call me hubby, when i see you we buddy buddy
Yeah, physical is perfect but everything else is ugly
She love collecting presents, but never told me she loved me
(She love collecting presents, but never told me she loved me)
And that's all good, life is all a learning process
And since you on better belt then gotta couple notches
She used to call me sweet and now she think i'm so obnoxious
It's funny how we switch roles, i don't see the problem
Nah...
She gon sell her soul for that baguette
She gon sell her soul for that
She gon sell her soul for that baguette
She gon sell her soul for that
You ain't gotta hide from me, love
You ain't gotta hide from me
You ain't gotta hide from me, love
You ain't gotta hide from me
She gon sell her soul for that baguette
She gon sell her soul for that
She gon sell her soul for that baguette
She gon sell her soul for that
You ain't gotta hide from me, love
You ain't gotta hide from me
You ain't gotta hide from me, love
You ain't gotta hide from me