paroles de chanson Birkin Bag (Radio Edit) - FSG Rell
You
be
in
ya
bag
all
year
You
be
in
ya
bag
For
real
Bring
it
back
aye
Bring
it
back
aye
Lil
shawty
bring
it
back
aye
Bring
it
back
cause
you
know
what
you
got
fat
You
be
in
ya
bag
You
be
in
ya
bag
all
year
You
be
in
ya
bag
In
ya
Birkin
Bag
all
year
You
be
in
ya,
Birkin
Bag,
baby
tell
me
where
you
at
aye
Bring
it
back
aye
Lil
baby
bring
it
back
aye
Looking
back
cause
you
know
what
you
got
fat
You
with
him,
but
baby
I
know
where
you
at
Bitch
I'm
the
man,
bitch
I'm
the
man,
I
thought
you
knew
this
You
got
a
man,
you
got
a
man
but
that
na
useless
She
leaving
with
me,
and
not
with
you
lil
mama
she
choosing
Look
at
ya
face
and
look
at
my
waist,
watch
stupid
You
stayed
down
when
everybody
else
was
hating
When
they
ain't
want
me,
we
was
building
up
you
patient
All
this
jewelry
on
my
neck
you
got
to
take
it
And
you
ain't
walking
around
untouched
you'll
get
a
face
lift
You
was
slim
thick
uhh,
now
you
slim
tight
uhh
You
was
out
of
shape
yeah,
now
that
thing
right
uhh
Don't
let
us
get
alone,
we
be
all
night
Can't
just
hit
it
once,
got
to
hit
it
twice
See
you
on
ya
shit
I
could
change
ya
life
Know
you
like
to
smoke,
we
rolling
woods
tonight
Know
you
like
to
rock
them
twelves
Bussed
down
Louie
Belt
And
when
I
call,
I
call
you
mine
I
want
you
to
myself
You
be
in
ya
bag
You
be
in
ya
bag
all
year
You
be
in
ya
bag
In
ya
Birkin
Bag
all
year
You
be
in
ya,
Birkin
Bag,
baby
tell
me
where
you
at
aye
Bring
it
back
aye
Lil
baby
bring
it
back
aye
Looking
back
cause
you
know
what
you
got
fat
You
with
him,
but
baby
I
know
where
you
at
Some
people
want
me
dead
I
got
to
keep
my
head
Why
was
you
never
there,
You
was
M-I-A
You
was
never
real
Had
me
in
my
feels
I
was
lost,
was
so
confused,
you
had
me
chasing
thrills
You
ain't
got
pay
no
bills
Me
and
you
chasing
mil's
I
ain't
got
trap
no
pills
Fuck
around
sign
new
deals
I
ain't
got
no
trap
no
pills
naw
Trying
to
have
you
up
in
my
arms
I
can
be
right
and
still
be
wrong
You
was
my
woman
not
my
jawn
I
got
a
new
bitch
She
in
my
new
whip
Smoother
then
cool
whip
Fashion
exclusives
Thats
how
we
do
shit
Baby
I
shoot
shit
Just
let
me
rule
shit
I
can
not
lose
this
If
you
want
to
show
ya
body
Baby
show
body
Ya
ex
was
lame
about
it
I
ain't
that
lame
about
it
I
bet
you
snatching
souls
You
like
a
pot
of
gold
Face
like
amber
rose
You
my
antidote
You
be
in
ya
bag
You
be
in
ya
bag
all
year
You
be
in
ya
bag
In
ya
Birkin
Bag
all
year
You
be
in
ya,
Birkin
Bag,
baby
tell
me
where
you
at
aye
Bring
it
back
aye
Lil
baby
bring
it
back
aye
Looking
back
cause
you
know
what
you
got
fat
You
with
him,
but
baby
I
know
where
you
at
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