Lyrics Who's Got The Bag - Flava D Remix - Flava D , The Streets

First in the room
Thirsting from noon
Herbalist fumes
Where′s me balloon?
Curse off the zoom
Burst in, we boom
First in the room
21st of June
Who's got the bag?
Who′s got the bag?
Food in the back pocket
I'm here to boo Babylon
Let's be having the boondocks back
You have to do what you can
Tooting the Boris
Smoking on the Rishi
Shooting with my hand cocked
Go back to doing what slaps
It′s a matter of duty, damn
Fuck the jukebox in the café
Good God
(Who′s got the bag?)
(21st of June)
The herds of the goons
The blur of perfume
Reverse up the tune
Birded off too soon
Shmurda is loose
Perched for the views
The chirping and crooning out
The burden and blues
The verses of music
Da dee dee doo
Birkin bag, Gucci
Or dirty, rank shoes
Werewolf to the moon
First in the room
Nurse me all Tuesday
21st of June
Who's got the bag?
Who′s got the bag?
You have to do what you can
Been in the lab too long man
I'd have it too, doo-wop jazz
(Who′s got the bag?)
Tooting on the Boris
Smoking on the Rishi
Shooting with my hand cocked
(Got the bag)
21st of June, 21st of June
21st of June, 21st of June
21st of June, 21st of June
21st of June, June, June
(Bag)
21st of June, 21st of June
21st of June, 21st of June
21st of June, 21st of June
21st of June
(Got the bag)