Lyrics Bag It Up - Young Scooter

Ft. Future, Casino
Bag it up and sell it
Bag it up and sell it
Break it down and sell it
Break it down and sell it
Check it 'fore you mail it
Wrap it up and sell it
Watch out who you serving, coozy niggas telling
Hundred fifty bands of money, thats just off the extras
I got one plug, nigga, I dont need no extras
Whole house when they get back and bricks like Nino, bitch
Cant trust nobody with them bricks, they known to steal some shit
Biggest plus on sixth.quarter brick, half a brick, thats juice and Gucci shit
Finessing these money Im making, these jewels, thats all that I know
When I drive her I make cocaine, let me go, got dope
They like if you got them bricks then what you rapping for
Akon with me, I got blood diamonds from Africa
Bag it up and sell it
Bag it up and sell it
Break it down and sell it
Break it down and sell it
Im chasing that money, Im chasing those hundreds, Im chasing that pay
Im taking this up and Im cooking it up and Ill turn it to yay
Hundred dollar break on the Audemere
Hundred pound of kush, get it out of here
Hey, what you tripping on, you see that shit that we tripping on
I get in my zone, you sipping codeine like its Patrone
And Im flyer than any nigga you can name
I put that pressure on you, niggas, like the fly to the flame
I wake up every single day and take a drink of champagne
I gotta hustle every day cause thats the way I was trained
I got this package coming in on the back of a plane
I got some very close friends thatll blow out your brain
Bag it up and sell it
Bag it up and sell it
Break it down and sell it
Break it down and sell it