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Bagg up Lyricsby Chingy Buy album CD: Jackpot Bagg Up Bounce, Bounce, Bounce then Bagg Up Bounce, Bounce, Bounce then Bagg Up Bounce, Bounce, Bounce then Bagg Up Bounce, uh uh, Bounce Sraight playa baby, Two rides outside with that OG ride I'm high but it's all gravy Snake skins no Timbaland boots get lou I'll shoot if you try to play me Get clout when i'm out, Money what i'm all about In a world that's soo shady Peek this Streetness, never had a weekness weeth this. I do this daily Follow my whole set, bottles of mo' wet, bet Until they lay me, 6 feet under dirt I'm the one with the worth, got hits but don't try to spray me If i lack keep straps it's a rap gimme dat you can roll wit me Yeah, maybe Hey the streets is mine like mix tapes with that MC grind Don't play crazy (Bagg Up) Gimme some room when I pull the Jag up Bounce, Bounce then Bagg up My pockets don't swole is that what ya mad for huh? No? Then, Bag up See that Coupe with that Maroon rag up? What? Huh? Then, Bagg Up Tell your money hungry chicks that always nag us Bagg up. Everybody talkin since they see i'm on a roll Touch what's mine and you gon' end up gettin mowed Ladies, they love me like they just found a pot of gold Jackpot, I'm scoring big around the globe You can be hot, i'm what you not and thats old Cold wit the flow, flow wit a cold, sick Baby say she neva drove a stick And since she was on top of me, back seat of da 6 It's, goin' down around these parts, Nobody liked me til' i got the deal so don't start Is it different? Is it dope? I don't know? What you rappin about is way too funky for u to smell What I'm rappin about Juss Chingy Baby (Bagg Up) Gimme some room when I pull the Jag up Bounce, Bounce then Bagg up My pockets don't swole is that what ya mad for huh? No? Then, Bag up See that Coupe with that Marron rag up? What? Huh? Then, Bagg Up Tell your money hungry chicks that always nag us Bagg up. How many MC's must get dissed? For hatin' on the mvp new draft pick Don't it look like a hundred moons in my wrist? I'm sorry, i'm the glitter that your girl seein' gliss Man with da big fish, I hit, I don't miss Sorta like Starks shootin' 3's for the Knicks Don't get me pissed, you'll take a big diss In da field, like you fell off a tall clif. I'm a bully like Dip, I sink yo ship 6 o'clock from the clip if you pop up a lip It's Chingy Baby (Bagg Up) Gimme some room when I pull the Jag up Bounce, Bounce then Bagg up My pockets don't swole is that what ya mad for huh? No? Then, Bag up See that Coupe with that Marron rag up? What? Huh? Then, Bagg Up Tell your money hungry chicks that always nag us Bagg up. Bagg up (4X)
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