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Bag Lady (feat. Joon Jukx)

Let me in the end zone, i'll be damned if shawty ever put me in the friend zone,

past the point of no return, swear your boy been gone,

i've been playing Urkel guess your family is the Winslows.

shawty got my heart out watch her play it like a wishbone,

got her jealous now she prolly busting out my windows,

shawty acting childish, buy her back, keep her happy

long as shawty sylish, hair lookin fleeked up, shoutout to your sylist,

she don't like my homies now i'm feelin like an island

gotta take her shopping she ain't really into browsing

gotta give a limit ten a minute blow a thousand

how you callin friends and all you do is talk about 'em

she don't make but she quick to call me broke

diamonds all up on her, diamonds on her head to toe,

ramen noodles all she eatin when she all alone,

frontin on the internet but errybody know...

she gon sell her soul for that baguette

she gon sell her soul for that

she gon sell her soul for that baguette

she gon sell her soul for that

you ain't gotta hide from me, love

you ain't gotta hide from me

you ain't gotta hide from me, love

you ain't gotta hide from me

she gon sell her soul for that baguette

she gon sell her soul for that

she gon sell her soul for that baguette

she gon sell her soul for that

you ain't gotta hide from me, love

you ain't gotta hide from me

you ain't gotta hide from me, love

you ain't gotta hide from me

she hit me with a text, but all she said was "hey"

i been postin pics with other chicks, i guess she felt some way

but that's okay, back in the day i woulda probably felt the same

but now i'm swimmin in women that kinda keep me sane

it's kinda funny how they never want you when you alone

she miss the luxuries and now she wanna blow up my phone

i did that, i ain't with her like drama it's dead wack

i ain't wack enough to ask you for none of my bread back

but there's a lesson to be learned, had your chance, step aside

so she can get a turn, and she can get a turn

i need some gasoline so all these bridges i can burn

stop texting me to vent because you're no longer my concern

you call me hubby, when i see you we buddy buddy

yeah, physical is perfect but everything else is ugly

she love collecting presents, but never told me she loved me

(she love collecting presents, but never told me she loved me)

and that's all good, life is all a learning process

and since you on better belt then gotta couple notches

she used to call me sweet and now she think i'm so obnoxious

it's funny how we switch roles, i don't see the problem

nah...

she gon sell her soul for that baguette

she gon sell her soul for that

she gon sell her soul for that baguette

she gon sell her soul for that

you ain't gotta hide from me, love

you ain't gotta hide from me

you ain't gotta hide from me, love

you ain't gotta hide from me

she gon sell her soul for that baguette

she gon sell her soul for that

she gon sell her soul for that baguette

she gon sell her soul for that

you ain't gotta hide from me, love

you ain't gotta hide from me

you ain't gotta hide from me, love

you ain't gotta hide from me

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