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All Color Record - Mystery Bag Lyrics

[Verse 1: Bae Christyna]
They ain't got no mouth when mystery bag talks
Bae I'm a knockout, they be my knockoffs
They tryna hit me up, with some small talks
I ain't coming through unless the straight bag walks
All you niggas want some Christyna cake
Drop it on the floor, y'all ain't got what it takes
So all you niggas fuck you, all you niggas joke
Cause all you do is boast and argue over hoes
Like I'm Marilyn Monroe
Blowing kisses to them hoes
And I'm more like a Coke
Sniff on me, overdose
And I'm dealing with the facts
Leaving the game with this track
Can smell success on my way
Guess I'm calling it a day

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[Verse 2: K-LEB]
I got a mystery bag, but why the hell all these hoes interests is on none than just my mystery sac, when I wear a mystery gaff?
Thought my calling was to bring pleasure not to murder
Make they ooze, wet or, sweat o'er, guggle-r, wiggle her and
Make it sounds like swiftly reloading a clip n pull the trigger
Christyna, sex appealing
On a plum drip, express her feeling
Drop the bag in the basement and
Vanish off, explode the whole buildin
Absentee, be my addressee, ya'll are deportee
Resignee, said I'd retiree, but now I returnee
Under Lock And Key, I'm the Master Key
Ya'll are way Off Key, a little bird told me
Put the bag on a table
And the table is stable
What's in it is fatal
When it blows it's painful
I'm here to cause trouble
In the tunnel's right angle
I'm doubled in Rachel
I emptied her cranial
She wave a white flag
I Surrender, hashtag
And She need a airbag
All she gots a handbag
Just like you all scumbags
With ya'll reeky ragtags
Feel my wrath of attack
With a bully kickback
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