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peezy – run through the bag كلمات اغاني

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[intro]
(wood on the beat)
(da realest)

[chorus]
b_tch, i’m workin’ like a slave (workin’)
f_ck b_tches, get paid (get money), uh
b_tch, i’m workin’ like a slave (like a slave, n_gga)
yeah, f_ck b_tches, get paid (yeah)
run through the bag then thumb through the check (boy)
run through the bag then thumb through the check (yeah)
i’ma run through the bag then thumb through the check (get it)
run through the bag then thumb through the check, yeah (ayy, ayy)
ayy

[verse 1]
you know i’m workin’, doin’ overtime (workin’)
don’t be playin’ with that cheese, you’ll get hurt from minе
b_tch bad but she broke, so she ain’t worth a dimе
all these diamonds in the rollie, i don’t know the time (uh_huh)
n_gga, hit the club and k!ll the parkin’ lot (k!ll the parkin’ lot)
i can tell them n_ggas broke because they talk a lot (broke n_gga)
before i ever hit the road, i got it off the rocks
he got a wire in his shirt, i heard he talk to cops (f_ck n_gga), uh
pockets filled up with new money
punch a n_gga in his sh_t, he ain’t gon’ do nothin’ (he ain’t gon’ do nothin’)
what’s the bank? throw the dice, n_gga, shoot somethin’ (what’s the bank?)
ghetto boyz f_ckin’ over all these newcomers (ayy)
chop a n_gga ass up like a cucumber
no [?] soldiers of the d but we don’t do hummers
n_ggas postin’ guns on the ‘net but ain’t gon’ shoot nothin’
i’ma let you n_ggas chase the b_tches while i do numbers, boy
[chorus]
b_tch, i’m workin’ like a slave (workin’)
f_ck b_tches, get paid (get money), uh
b_tch, i’m workin’ like a slave (like a slave, n_gga)
yeah, f_ck b_tches, get paid (yeah)
run through the bag then thumb through the check (boy)
run through the bag then thumb through the check (yeah)
i’ma run through the bag then thumb through the check (haha, ah)
run through the bag then thumb through the check, yeah (ayy, ayy)
ayy

rose gold, fourty_one on
pulled a strap on a n_gga, make him run home
if i ain’t got it all on me, let me run home
was sellin’ dope before i ever made one song (real sh_t), n_gga
you ain’t even got a ten saved
but you beefin’ over b_tches ’cause you b_tch made (b_tch n_gga)
hit the block the wrong way and get your sh_t sprayed (brah)
bad b_tches f_ck with me and get they rent paid (uh_huh), yeah
got designer head to feet (yeah)
finna f_ck them all up from f_ckin’ up the streets
gave your homeboy a sack, he f_cked up the cheese ([?] crazy)
i don’t run with no pack, b_tch, i’m sucker free (sucker free), uh
three pints of [?] avenue
all these turn arounds got me with a c_cky attitude
i don’t wait on n_ggas, i be doin’ what i gotta do
got these n_ggas sick to they stomach like they got the flu, boy
[chorus]
b_tch, i’m workin’ like a slave (workin’)
f_ck b_tches, get paid (get money), uh
b_tch, i’m workin’ like a slave (like a slave, n_gga)
yeah, f_ck b_tches, get paid (yeah)
run through the bag then thumb through the check (boy)
run through the bag then thumb through the check (yeah)
i’ma run through the bag then thumb through the check (get it)
run through the bag then thumb through the check, yeah (ayy, ayy)

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