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Jazz Cartier

Genres: Hip-Hop

Security Lyrics - Jazz Cartier

But I gotta get to the bag 

(I gotta get to the bag) 

It's comin' so fast I pray that it last 

(Pray that it last) 

We coming in first, you coming in last 

(You coming in last) 

I walk in the bank and I do my dance 

(I gotta, I gotta, I gotta) 

I gotta get to the bag 

 

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I am a phenom (yeah) 

I am the phenom (yeah) 

I am the one with the power 

You wanted the power 

But you are a cleaner (yeah) 

Oh that's your girl, you better watch her my nigga 

'Cause she need a shoulder to lean on 

I am the nigga they pree on 

Niggas be dissing but I never respond (yeah) 

Ain't nobody finna south the vision 

Dream of a mill in a Honda Civic (yeah) 

Stuck in the street hear my momma trippin' (yeah) 

Now me and my momma sharing new beginnings (woo) 

I wasn't that smart in class (woo) 

But I was amazin' in math (yeah) 

My ex would've fucked with me bad, uh, uh 

 

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But I gotta get to the bag 

(I gotta get to the bag) 

It's coming so fast I pray that it last 

(Pray that it last) 

We coming in first, you coming in last 

(You coming in last) 

I walk in the bank and I do my dance 

(I gotta, I gotta, I gotta) 

 

I gotta get to the bag 

(I gotta get to the bag) 

It's coming so fast I pray that it last 

(Pray that it last) 

We coming in first, you coming in last 

(You coming in last) 

I walk in the bank and I do my dance, damn 

(I gotta, I gotta, I gotta) 

I gotta get to the bag 

 

Please don't say you love me 

You don't mean it, lady slow your roll 

Life is just a drug but I seen plenty people lose control 

And I don't take nothin' for granted 

The money done make me romantic 

She say I'm gettin' too fancy 

I tell her take off her panties 

Isn't it funny how my life is riddled by bitches and money? 

They didn't hit me before I was popping 

But now when I jump they gon' listen like Sunny 

If she a Mariah she can call me honey 

Years in the makin' stop callin' me lucky 

If I show up then I'm fresher than Dougie 

Boy it's a wrap like a mummy 

 

But I gotta get to the bag 

(I gotta get to the bag) 

It's coming so fast I pray that it last 

(Pray that it last) 

We coming in first, you coming in last 

(You coming in last) 

I walk in the bank and I do my dance 

(I gotta, I gotta, I gotta) 

 

I gotta get to the bag 

(I gotta get to the bag) 

It's coming so fast I pray that it last 

(Pray that it last) 

We coming in first, you coming in last 

(You coming in last) 

I walk in the bank and I do my dance, damn 

(I gotta, I gotta, I gotta) 

I gotta get to the bag 

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