FiloHuana - My Bag Lyrics
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    My Bag

    Watch me get on my bag
    Watch me get on my bag
    Watch me get on my bag
    Watch me get on my bag
    Watch me get on my bag
    Watch me get on my bag
    Watch me get on my baggg

    One o'clock with two hoes
    I had to get out of the club by three
    Im like what the fuck four
    Let's go
    Five whips,six figures
    Seven couldn't replace me
    Oh yeah, I'm that nigga
    Eight clips
    Nine bitches tryna eat that
    Doing a ten on my tent
    But eleven couldn't beat that

    One o'clock with two hoes
    Let's hit it in the park, let's hit it on the road
    Yeh you know I'm tryna go
    Yeh you know I'm gonna blow
    Acting like she want me she really want more
    I'm at the club and it's like three
    But I just wanna have some fun
    I just want you up on me
    So we can dance to all my songs
    Then we head out to the whips
    And in the backseat we can get it on
    We can hit this blunt
    We can tell the world we don't care
    So they can tell we don't give a fuckk
    Eight clips nigga don't play me
    (You're not from the hood)
    Then nigga come and test me
    Niggas being Gucci and I'm sticking to my Fendi
    All of you with payments pending nigga
    That's your ending (haha)

    One o'clock with two hoes
    I had to get out of the club by three
    I'm like what the fuck four
    Let's go
    Five whips, six figures
    Seven couldn't replace me
    Oh yeah, I'm that nigga
    Eight clips
    Nine bitches tryna eat that
    Doing a ten on my tent
    But eleven couldn't beat that

    With a ten on my tent and her friend watching
    Her friend tapping in and she just wanna cash in
    I eat that, beat that until her friend's clapping
    And to FiloHuana means no stopping(let's go)
    All ya haters me sick all these bitches make me come
    Everybody claim the street I'm just tryna claim my home
    And I'm sticking to my beat and ima say it in my songs
    Bitch I got kids you can't be calling me your son
    All ya haters make me sick
    All these bitches make me come
    Everybody claim the street I'm just tryna claim my home
    And I'm sticking to my beat and ima say it in my songs
    Bitch I got kids you can't be calling me your son

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