Текст песни Bagg Up - Chingy
(Chingy)
Bagg
up
Bounce,
bounce,
bounce
then
(bagg
up)
Bounce,
bounce,
bounce
then
(bagg
up)
Bounce,
bounce,
bounce
then
(bagg
up)
Bounce
(uh)
bounce
(uh)
Straight
playa,
baby
Two
rides
outside
with
that
OG
ride
I'm
high
but
it's
all
gravy
Snake
skins,
no
Timbaland
boots,
get
loot
I'll
shoot
if
you
try
to
play
me
Get
clout
when
I'm
out,
money
what
I'm
all
about
In
a
world
that's
so
shady
Peep
this
streetness,
never
had
a
weakness
Peep
this,
I
do
this
daily
Follow
my
whole
set,
bottles
of
moet
Bet
until
they
lay
me
Six
feet
in
the
dirt,
I'm
the
one
with
the
work
Got
hits
but
they
try
to
spray
me
If
I
lack,
keep
straps,
it's
a
wrap,
gimme
daps
You
can
roll
with
me,
yeah
maybe
Hey
the
streets
is
mine
like
mixtapes
When
an
MC
grind
don't
play
crazy
(Hook)
Gimme
some
room
when
I
pull
that
Jag
up
Bounce,
bounce,
then
My
pockets
on
swoll,
is
that
what
ya
mad
for?
Huh?
Go
on
then
See
that
Coup
with
that
maroon
rag
up?
What?
Huh?
Then
To
your
money
hungry
chicks
that
always
nag
us
Bagg
up
(Chingy)
E'rybody
talkin
since
they
see
I'm
on
a
roll
Touch
what's
mine,
you
gon'
end
up
gettin'
mowed
Ladies
they
love
me
like
they
just
found
a
pot
of
gold
Jackpot,
I'm
scoring
big
around
the
globe
You
can
be
hot,
I'm
what
you
not
and
that's
cold
Cold
with
the
flow,
dro
when
it
goes
Sick,
baby
said
she
never
drove
a
stick
Until
she
was
ontop
of
me,
backseat
of
the
six
It's
goin
down
round
these
parts
Nobody
liked
me
till
I
got
the
deal
so
don't
start
Is
it
different?
Is
it
dope?
I
dunno
what
you
yappin
about
Its
way
too
funky
for
you
to
smell
what
I'm
rappin
about
Just
Chingy
baby
(Hook)
Gimme
some
room
when
I
pull
that
Jag
up
Bounce,
bounce,
then
My
pockets
on
swoll,
is
that
what
ya
mad
for?
Huh?
Go
on
then
See
that
Coup
with
that
maroon
rag
up?
What?
Huh?
Then
To
your
money
hungry
chicks
that
always
nag
us
Bagg
up
(Chingy)
How
many
MC's
must
get
dissed
For
hatin
on
the
NDP,
New
Draft
Pick
Don't
it
look
like
a
hundred
moons
in
my
wrist?
I'm
sorry
I'm
the
glitter
that
your
girls
seen
glists
(?)
Swim
with
the
big
fish,
I
hit
I
don't
miss
Sorta
like
Starks
shootin'
free's
for
the
Knicks
Don't
get
me
pissed,
you'll
take
a
big
diss
It'll
feel
like
you
fell
off
a
tall
cliff
I'm
a
bully
like
Cliff
(?)
I
sank
yo
ship
Six
o'clock
from
the
clip
if
you
pop
off
a
lip
Just
Chingy
baby
(Hook)
Gimme
some
room
when
I
pull
that
Jag
up
Bounce,
bounce,
then
My
pockets
on
swoll,
is
that
what
ya
mad
for?
Huh?
Go
on
then
See
that
Coup
with
that
maroon
rag
up?
What?
Huh?
Then
To
your
money
hungry
chicks
that
always
nag
us
Bagg
up
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