Bag Lady lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew
Uh, mm, uh, mm, mm, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh
Yeah
You feel that
Ah-ha, ha, yeah

[Verse]
Damn, baby, like your bag, lady, let me tell you somethin' (Tell you somethin')
If you ain't never f*cked with no real n*gga, better get you one (Get you)
South baby, butter baked baby, I'm Miss Tiffany's son (Tiffany's son)
Daughter not in Cali', bae, let's go half on Jamarion (Oh, baby)
I know she wanna f*ck when she be lyin' and sayin' the food is done (Done)
Got me out here speedin' 'til that pus*y bumpin' Omarion (Omarion)
She really ain't have a thing for street n*ggas until I changed her life (Changed her life)
I ain't no trick, but, bah, bah, I buy it if the price is right (Facts)
All these dividends and sh*t I spend, you act like it ain't sh*t to you (Why?)
How 'bout we switch it up, lil' baby, step up in my shoes
You ain't gon' do half the sh*t I did, girl, I promise you (I did, girl, I promise you, phew)
Why-why-why you, why you walk like that and talk like that? Don't say too much, I like it though (Phew)
Bag lady, plus you independent, you my type of ho (My type of ho)
So much cash in your account, got Louis bags all on the floor (On the floor)

[Outro]
So much cash in your account, got Louis bags all on the floor
So much cash in your account, got Louis bags all on the floor
On the floor
So much cash in your account, got Louis bags all on the floor
Damn, baby (Damn, baby), like your— (Let me tell you somethin', sing a song)
Damn, baby (Damn, baby), like your— (Let me tell you somethin', sing a song)
Damn, baby (Damn, baby), like your— (Let me tell you somethin', sing a song)
Damn, baby (Damn, baby), like your— (Let me tell you somethin', sing a song)