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Throw It in the Bag Lyrics

Yeah No Ceilings baby,
Hehe,
Ok,
[Verse 1:]
Swimming in Polo, sleeping in Jordan's,
Bought a cell phone and I don't even much call it
New imports make her fell important
No bull s***, n**** no Ben Gordan
Get her information, take her on vacation
Give her dope d***, now she under the sedation
Wake her in the mornin, breakfast where she slept at
Tell her go shopping, I can't wait till she get back
Louis flip-flops and a pair of pink sweat pants
She wear that on my jet, I f*** her after jet lag
I take her to da vet, cause she a bad b****
You can't be broke and happy so me I'm mad rich
I'm talkin Young Money s***, she love the way I think
L'Oreal all over my bathroom sink,
Betsy Johnson all over my bedroom counter
My pockets too deep, I f*** around and drown her.
[Verse 2:]
Ok, f***** on Versace, napping on satin
I love to hit it backwards, call it pig latin
I bought her a** a Mac, now we be iChattin
n**** swag jackin, but I got my patent
Fre Fresh out the salon, I took her to Milan
I speak a lil french, and hers is no better then mine
I pass her the blunt, she probly hit it one time
Catch us at the game sittin on the baseline
We can call a timeout, take a lil time out
Pockets too deep, shawty you gon have to climb out
Babiana prom dress with your spine out
And I live on the beach, you can get that panty line out
She wants to own me and I ain't tryna to fight it
She said is her d***, she got it copyrighted
And I don't pay for p**** because I'm p**** priceless
I go fishing in it, and I ain't a Pisces
Uh, Gucci only to the grocery store
Stop playin b**** you ballin like Okaford
Ha, And now we headed to the dealer
I'm goin to cop my baby some edward O ceilings. Ahhh
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