Lyrics:
doll You want it all Oou
I'm your fag doll
I'm your fag doll I could be your rag doll
I'm your fag doll I could be your rag doll
Hey big shot, got
tac
Lil baby be wet like a dish rag,
Got a six pack
And a thick ass
Chips stacked
Popping big tag
Nigga slicked back like a pimp
Pussy niggas getting
the Mac spray
Dont listen to these kids cause they rap gay
Exactly what's wrong with the rap game
Bunch of Lil bitches throwing rags on a rag mayne (Fuck
Ima get shit young niggas aint have
2 door jag
Designer my pants when I sag
Thanking god I aint pick up that rag
When I die they all gone be glad
When
told to my face
So don't come round my way
Cause that energy sad
I'm in to money and poppin them tag
These are the riches are I still keep my rags
Back
(Mad!)
Droptop Convertable rag (Rag!)
Glo'd up and hopped In my bag (Bag!)
The money we make in A day (Day!)
That's what you got in ya stash (Stash! Hey!)
thru a Few Thangs
I took the power out my damn pain
Rags to riches I done changed lanes
I ain't got no damn shame
I been thru a Few Thangs nah foreal
a rag
Now I'm chilling with your bitch, counting up stacks
When he pull up, you know I fire, I don't lack
If he want beef, them I'm hitting, on attack
You
Blackness - last breath - visiting - you cannot make a rag doll sing
Covered in safety sheets I will never love you like you love me
Wrapped in
rags
When Monday comes around
She'll turn once more to Sunday's clown
And cry behind the door
And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all
I done felt pain
In the trenches
Do it for the change
I had to get it
This rapping shit got me from rags to riches
No I can't stop cause a young
When I was a little girl I had a rag doll
The only doll I've ever owned
Now I love you just the way I loved that rag doll
But only now my love has
My castle is the street.
This tattered rag represents my crown,
and my throne is a bucket seat.
Mac Daddy Eli and I'm back from the dead,
after
When I was a little girl
I had a rag doll
Only doll I've ever owned
Now I love you just the way I loved that rag doll
But only now my love has grown
little runaway with teardrops in her eyes
Crazy little rag doll
her hair was wild and tossed
and I put my arm around her
cuz i knew that she was lost
she
was wit me and against me
Tryna go from rags to riches can't go from riches to rags
Comfort myself plan my next step thank GOD for everything in
They found Mary Bellows cuffed to the bed
With a rag in her mouth and a bullet in her head
O poor Mary Bellows
She'd grown up hungry, she'd grown up
the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow's parties
Why silks and linens of yesterday's gowns
To all tomorrow's parties
And what will she do with Thursday's rags
Smoking stupid gas
(Gas) lifestyle stupid fast, b*tch i came from f^ccing rags. You cant tell me sh*t im glad
And my b*tch she stupid bad (Baaad), Gucci
Rag-top bens with them rag-top lacs
Nothing to a gangsta nigga choak your strap
We live for money, hoes cooking that crap
Them 20" rims and them tires are
I got the gasolina
Want the rags to the riches
Chase the riches in the rags
Who knew I'd be this hot dog
Eating beans out the can
Mink fur let it
When I was a little girl
I had a rag doll
Only doll I've ever owned
Now I love you just the way I loved that rag doll
But only now my love has grown
runaway now
You ain't gotta look back just say my name proud
Say my name, say my name, say my name
Say my name, say my name
Rags to the- rags
You niggas mad insecure
Trynna get the bag but you bad with the sauce
You don't know my story so you adlib it all
Turning rags into riches mans I
Discuss these rag Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In