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DJ Paul, TWhy you did it you earned Yea, tote the bag, tote the big bag 51-50 show your rag, show your, show your rag Pick a fight, pick a, pick a fight Back on back bitch, back on back Tote the bag, tote the big bag 51-50 show your rag, show your, show your rag Pick a fight, pick a, pick a fight Bitch, back on back, back on, back on back Oooooh I just fired up the crew I done got a couple tattoo grooms Trippin on brown, trippin on mushrooms Boiling hot, boiling over, boiling up and boiling spoons That's some heroin type arrogance and dark where shadows loom Talking L.A. facing Pepe Teaching me the rules, they put me in the school with paper and the led now that's an essay Teacher, teacher you ain't got a seatbelt to protеct me I'm crashing in this Box, I'm sipping Creek with a machete In thе cut to get a chop, make my way I blaze a trail I'm raising hell up to the top And on that 13th floor that's when my elevator stop I don't sell no drink to suckers but instead I let em shop Hold a mop, bitches wetter then the bread I let it sop Signing letters from the trip so let us pray they let us stop Letras de cancionesNo surprise I got the eyes I crossed the T the cattles hot UFO just wrote Slumafia and spread it on the crop, yeah Alabama, Tennessee Yea, tote the bag, tote the big bag 51-50 show your rag, show your, show your rag Pick a fight, pick a, pick a fight Back on back bitch, back on back (yea) Tote the bag, tote the big bag 51-50 show your rag, show your, show your rag Pick a fight, pick a, pick a fight Bitch, back on back, back on, back on back (DJ Paul) I tote the bag like a paramed I got some shit that'll make it look make your ass dead I got some shit that'll make you happy when you sad I got that wake up, that wake up, I put that on my dad I took that back from Tennessee way down to Aspen I bought a crib for four mil but they was asking 6 But I'm from Memphis so you know a nigga Slick, can pay no full price but we fully pimp a, bitch I made a mil fo' the crack of dawn (I'm so rich) I did it all sittin in my Dawn (Graveyard shift) I went to Roley you went to the pawn (Roleys on wrists with a gun on hip) Blackhaven nigga making ballplayer money Tryna stick my whole dick and balls in your bitch tummy Versace down but I used to wear Tommy Used to carry Tecs but now I carry Tommies Yea, tote the bag, tote the big bag 51-50 show your rag, show your, show your rag Pick a fight, pick a, pick a fight Back on back bitch, back on back (yea) Tote the bag, tote the big bag 51-50 show your rag, show your, show your rag Pick a fight, pick a, pick a fight Bitch, back on back, back on, back on back From Letras Mania