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42 dugg - baggin' [og version] كلمات الأغنية

[intro: roddy ricch]
(mello made it right)

[chorus]
god sat me down and told me, “youngin’, you the one”
givenchy, louis, bape, the only thing, i’m from the slums
white gold presidential, maybe i should run
still get ’em by the ton, sixty_five three times a month
baggin’, what you doin’? baggin’, baggin’
2020 mclaren, moe got me thinkin’ ’bout cashin’
b_tch, i’m a savage (ho), megan (savage), nasty (savage)
heard i f_cked her friend, she keep callin’ me a savage
she gon’ suck it ’cause she nasty (freak ho)
once i f_ck her, i be laughin’ (f_ck off)
we’ll never meet again, only thing i eat is tens (bad ho)
baggin’, what you doin’? baggin’, baggin’
youngest of the mob (i didn’t know marshmello could make a beat that hard, man)
[verse 1]
after everything i gave, how you tell me i ain’t sh_t?
all that money that i made, that was ‘posed to keep us lit
i was out here suckin’ d_ck, i was tryna pay the (rent)
i was tryna pay the, i was tryna pay the rent
free my n_ggas from the 6, if not weed, then it’s a brick
all my youngins takin’ hits, fifteen hundred for the mix
show you to make it ten, i get three, bro, from a gram
i know how to make it dance, twenty_two just for the pants
ho, quit lying, b_tch, you a fan, if it’s true, i want the head
i fell back on sellin’ meds, i’m supposed to be with tez
facin’ five years in the feds, ask me, am i though
ask god, not at all, f_ck me, whole lotta cash
[chorus]
god sat me down and told me, “youngin’, you the one”
givenchy, louis, bape, the only thing, i’m from the slums
white gold presidential, maybe i should run
still get ’em by the ton, sixty_five three times a month
baggin’, what you doin’? baggin’, baggin’
2020 mclaren, moe got me thinkin’ ’bout cashin’
b_tch, i’m a savage (ho), megan (savage), nasty (savage)
heard i f_cked her friend, she keep callin’ me a savage
she gon’ suck it ’cause she nasty (freak ho)
once i f_ck her, i be laughin’ (f_ck off)
we’ll never meet again, only thing i eat is tens (bad ho)
baggin’, what you doin’? baggin’, baggin’
youngest of the mob, r.i.p. my young n_gga rob
[verse 2]
prolly throw a six, never a five, yeah, 4’s
tell the world get off my d_ck
i get nervous when i get mentioned
bro do four a week in cinci
could be five, but he too picky
keep that fye, b_tch, don’t get ricky’d
without my guys, feel like something missin’
too many pride, f_cked too many b_tches
moral of the story, i don’t f_ck with you n_ggas
you tryna get fame, f_ck around, get painted
proud of myself, i don’t do no hangin’
throw it up, n_gga, let ’em know what you claimin’
big 4’s, big 4’s
[chorus]
god sat me down and told me, “youngin’, you the one”
givenchy, louis, bape, the only thing, i’m from the slums
white gold presidential, maybe i should run
still get ’em by the ton, sixty_five three times a month
baggin’, what you doin’? baggin’, baggin’
2020 mclaren, moe got me thinkin’ ’bout cashin’
b_tch, i’m a savage (ho), megan (savage), nasty (savage)
heard i f_cked her friend, she keep callin’ me a savage
she gon’ suck it ’cause she nasty (freak ho)
once i f_ck her, i be laughin’ (f_ck off)
we’ll never meet again, only thing i eat is tens (bad ho)
baggin’, what you doin’? baggin’, baggin’
youngest of the mob, r.i.p. my young n_gga rob

- 42 dugg

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