Lyrics:
nigga Ken You gotta protect the boss You gotta protect the sauce you dig ayt My pants is sagged for sauce You gotta give air To the balls you dig ayt
I'm a Hot Boy, I know bitches wanna choose me Outside very hot, but I still got a hoodie Got my pants sagged with the belt tighten loosely They wanna
if you aint in your bag like Walk the walk with my pants all sagged like I'm the nigga who got all of your friends like woah I said I got all your
Bag, sagged down, skintight, pulled high, what up Teased, ripped, bleached, stripped, stained, patched, cut, roll up Bag, sagged down, skintight, pulled
felt all of this time But no matter what I do You can't see the signs He was an average teen, he partied often and he sagged his jeans Sat in the very
to see the snakes inside the grass I right my wrongs and plead my case to run my last That pistol got my back it got my Balmain sagged Im shooting like
Pants sagged always 힙합 날 resurrect 어떻게 배신해 이게 내 계신대 그 누가 대신해 미친듯 쟁취해 다 꺼내 뱃속에 뜨겁게 계속해 난 보여 racks on racks 난 안해 내 소개 자신감 재수없네 재능의 차이 애석해 이 흙냄시를 뺄 수 없네
play a shooting game Keep my pants sagged I get some help from a Louis belt Render unto Caesar what belongs to Caesar Gotta give the man a boost So he
quicker than a winky He gulped that soup Let out a whoop! And fell down croaking On the stoop And he choked! And he sagged! And he smothered! And he
dreams And when the barn roof sagged after an icy bout It's like how you got when you knew the truth was the only way out But not the only way And if
or text, a hustler's thing Before I would become a king, I was a 40th Ave-r Timberland, corduroy hat turned backwards Sagged down denim, women off our
wifey had me nuttin' fast Used to brag about who I had Always wore a bag on my dick Pants sagged on my kicks Converse weapons, yellow, and purple magics
wifey had me nuttin' fast Used to brag about who I had Always wore a bag on my dick Pants sagged on my kicks Converse weapons, yellow, and purple magics
I met her one evenin' in a bar room downtown She was the picture of truth Her shoulders were sagged and her head was bowed down Like me she was
brown self Yo, you found some wealth? More in my mind than in my pocket But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged I met some hoes, met some girls
dreams And when the barn roof sagged after an icy bout It's like how you got when you knew the truth was the only way out But not the only way
first wifee had me nothing fast used to brag about who I had Always wore a bag on my dick Pants sagged on my kicks, Converse Weapons, yellow, and purple
Until black, that awful tender Came and popped my sense of wonder All at once all eyes turned at him Leaving me an unwatched body And it sagged, my
walked through your revolving door Got no answer on the seventh floor Elevator gave a low moan The pigeons sagged the wire with their weight Listening
walked through your revolving door Got no answer on the seventh floor Elevator gave a low moan The pigeons sagged the wire with their weight Listening
a pub My girl is right In greasy silk A split tomato in her mind A crumpled heart Sagged to the sea Tomato heart Escaping gas I think my girl has
around 12 'o'clock Pants sagged hat cocked got some weed in my pocket Walk up in the spot shit pop like rockets Head straight to the bar so I get my
girl won't you come and be my Shorty (Be my shorty) For the first 5 minutes she was sweatin' me But I could tell that she liked the way I sagged my
of weed Pants always sagged, Double Dash burnin' trees ??? Can't understand the next line ??? Stop at the liquor store to get a little somethin' Pick a 12
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