Juicy J - Drop a Bag Lyrics
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Drop a Bag
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What Are The Lyrics For Drop a Bag By Juicy J?
If young metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you
(Hey, hoe) I will blast on your ass (Hey, hoe) I got riders like a cab (Hey, hoe) sending them hitters at your ass (Hey, hoe) you gon' make me drop a bag (Hey, hoe) you a hoe, you know we know (Hey, hoe) f*ck around and get exposed (Hey, hoe) gangster on the internet (Hey, hoe) in real life you like CB4 Perpetrate, impersonate You too soft to catch a fade I got niggas in these streets that touch more snow than Christmas Day Blow my high, lose my cool You gon' make the evenin' new They can't find your head to ID you, they don't have a clue It's going down on your block, where the bread at? Catch you sleepin', homie, send some shots, where your bed at? Got your bitch, like what you thinking, nigga, where your head at? Talking all that shit, you wish you wouldn't have said that You a dead man Fill you up with lead, man Real niggas, I bring that They gon' go to war for me, they gon' bring your head back (bitch) And I know where you been, where you stand, man (hoe) Ain't no running off of me 'cause I don't play that match (Hey, hoe) I will blast on your ass (Hey, hoe) I got riders like a cab (Hey, hoe) sending them hitters at your ass (Hey, hoe) you gon' make me drop a bag (Hey, hoe) you a hoe, you know we know (Hey, hoe) f*ck around and get exposed (Hey, hoe) gangster on the internet (Hey, hoe) in real life you like CB4 Everybody know your own when you're stuntin' You done fucked with the wrong nigga money Niggas running to your home when they coming Sending shots that your dome end up runnin' Give up on your bruh like we got it on lock Thirty in the Glock, run up to your spot Running in and out, heard you fucking with the cops Working with the opps, tryin' to put me in the box (bitch) Yeah, I got niggas looking up to me, nigga, I'm a star Yeah, trap get slow but your shit don't start Yeah, nigga ran out but he better not stop (running) You could put niggas on but you still gon' plot, yeah Got a couple niggas still on the block I could make me a mil on the block (mil) In the way that I rap them things I could get me a deal on the block Lotta niggas ain't real on the block Lotta niggas get killed on the block Even though they ain't getting no money, them dumbass niggas be still on the block I keep that steel on the block and I will blast on your ass (Hey, hoe) I got riders like a cab (Hey, hoe) sending them hitters at your ass (Hey, hoe) you gon' make me drop a bag (Hey, hoe) you a hoe, you know we know (Hey, hoe) f*ck around and get exposed (Hey, hoe) gangster on the internet (Hey, hoe) in real life you like CB4 Play me some pimpin', man Man, f*ck these old fake ass hoes on Instagram, Snapchat, Facebook Bitches showing they titties and shit tryin' to get niggas' attention All the nigga did, f*ck you hoes, man But let's get fucked up |
Who Wrote Drop a Bag By Juicy J?
Jordan Houston, Jerami Davis, Leland Tyler Wayne
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What's The Duration Of The Drop a Bag By Juicy J?The duration of Drop a Bag is 3:52 minutes and seconds. |
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