Fabolous - Throw It in the Bag Lyrics
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Throw It in the Bag
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What Are The Lyrics For Throw It in the Bag By Fabolous?
(You already know what it is)
We got another one boy, (A-T-L) (Just throw it in the bag) What's up Brooklyn?, Whats up son? What's up Fabo?, Ay man, I got that black Amex wit me Aka that throw it the bag card, yeah! Now I know you ain't over there starin' at my girl Yeah I know you ain't over there starin' at my girl Nigga I know you don't call yourself hollarin' at my girl I know you don't call yourself hollarin' at my girl I keep her in Louboutin, Louie Vuttion Gucci down to her feet, yup just like me I'm the one, with them ones F*ck the price on the tag Just throw it in the bag Un huh un huh un huh Just throw it in the bag Uh huh uh huh uh huh Just throw it in the bag Look at price tags Where they do that at? Heard that in A-T-L When I'm in A-T-L Just ask my baby girl I treat that lady well Ain't nothin' so so An I know JD well A couple Benz's, black white gray C.L. Got niggas lookin' like, did we miss a Mercedes sale? Don't wonder what I do, just know they pay me well They keep that Gucci and that Louie on my labi-els That's the way we feel Must be nice man You wit the right man You ain't gotta price scan, or ask how much Now what I look like? Son I'm from Brooklyn, what it look like? You get it, 'cause I got it I got it, so you get it In my Miami they say, don't stop get it get it Mami do the speedy Daddy do the duffel Bag full of chips We ain't talkin' ruffles Uh huh uh huh uh huh Just throw it in the bag Uh huh uh huh uh huh Just throw it in the bag Uh huh uh huh uh huh Just throw it in the bag Uh huh uh huh uh huh Just throw it in the bag See I know what I'm a tell her The same thing that the bank robber told the teller "Just throw it in the bag" That's the way it suppose to be A real nigga posed to help you out with the groceries Just throw it in the bag Paper or plastic, it's safer to ask it So dead that nigga, I will pay for the casket That Remy Mar' got him spittin' plenty bars Broke ass nigga couldn't buy the mini bar So get with Loso He ain't got to no so Such a gentlemen dozen bottles of that rose Mo Oh you gotta man, well you need a richer one Meet me in the parking lot, the place say get you one Meet me at the register I'm there on the regular Them niggas price checkin' You can help them in a second As we proceed to give you what you need Like we breakin' down the weed Shorty just throw it in the bag! Uh huh uh huh uh huh Just throw it in the bag Uh huh uh huh uh huh Just throw it in the bag Uh huh uh huh uh huh Just throw it in the bag Uh huh uh huh uh huh Just throw it in the bag Everybody do the throw it in the bag Hey throw it in the bag Everybody do the throw it in the bag Hey throw it in the bag Everybody do the throw it in the bag Hey throw it in the bag Uh huh uh huh uh huh Just throw it in the bag Uh huh uh huh uh huh Just throw it in the bag Uh huh uh huh uh huh Just throw it in the bag Uh huh uh huh uh huh Just throw it in the bag |
Who Wrote Throw It in the Bag By Fabolous?
John Jackson, Terius Nash, Christopher Stewart
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