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Jim Jones - Back In My Bag Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh
It's a time and place for everything
Tell me, get money or look funny
(Caution)
It's a lot going on, but we not moving wrong
Words of the great E
Sturdy (Willy Propane)
Uh
'Tis the season
You're all welcome

[Verse 1]
They told me get back in my bag just like the bottom of some chips (On time)
Bitch, we never lack, you know we got it on the hip (Loaded)
We wasn't scamming, we was grammin', we sold powder by the brick (Burrito)
They was blammin' at [0:43][?], shit, they shot him in his whip (R.I.P.)
Shit, I'm gettin' money, shit, I got Prada on my kicks (See that?)
My jewels like a pool, she said she 'bout to take a dip (Splash)
Fog lights on the Porsche 'cause where I live is always foggy (Scarface)
We gettin' real money, bitch, every day we walk the doggy (Dog shit)
Just left Sei Less, couldn't tell you what the tab was (Swipe that)
We put money on that boy head, I couldn't tell you what the bag was (A target)
I really was at the table, shit, could tell you how to bag up (Taj Mahal)
You on your Louis or your Birkin, now little nigga, get your bag up (Big difference)
If Versace silk if shocking, Rollie master P (See this shirt?)
Red face with the bezel, the Rollie match the V (Nasty)
If the club close at four, I might roll in after three (Power hour)
I used to buy to buy two for connect and he would throw in half a ki', nigga
[Verse 2]
Que lo que, [pronto es su papi][1:21][?]
Shit, [?] like a [?] (Yeah)
Bernie Madoff in the projects (Go)
[?] (Word), nigga, I'm a beast
You gon' make your moms a target, take this to the— (Shit)
Take it to the streets, I'm really out here like that (It's a fact)
You ain't really out here (Shit, where you at?)
We really in the mix, nigga (Stir that up)
We really taking trips, nigga (Skrrt)
It's all smoke to them (Uh-huh), they ain't treat they opps like
Uh, huh, I really got some crashers with me (Some Unabombers)
All them niggas know what's gon' blast the blicky (Brrt)
Or pass the blicky (Pass that) just so they could blast the blicky (Grrt)
Every time they watch Boyz n the Hood, them niggas laugh at Ricky (Ricky)
This shit is all a joke to them (L-O-L, nigga)
They treat they opps like it's za, it's all smoke to them (Dead HD)
Mention my name, that'll cause a reaction (The fuck he said?)
We really making movies, them boys is just acting (Fake-ass Denzel)
We ain't playing games, ain't a toy we ain't strapped in (Uh-uh)
And I got to watch the phones, the boys, they be tappin' (Shh)

[Bridge]
Uh, these either black and white, or red or blue (Back-to-back)
The gang is red, but the bread is blue (Side to side)
Harv went to trial with the feds in blue (I love you, blood)
Still rockin' my red Chucks, though
[Verse 3]
Uh (Uh), I ain't finished with 'em (Talk your shit then)
I sold packs of the crack 'til I was finished with 'em (The cheap pack)
Niggas think they steppers 'til the spinners get 'em (Huh)
I make one call to the steppers, they gon' spin to get 'em (Boot up)
Make that boy a plate like we had dinner with him (Huh)
Any cars dropped that we ain't got, we finna get 'em (What's next then?)
And if I did burn a bridge then we gon' to swim get 'em (Phelps)
And if they catch us in the spot, they let us in with 'em (Brrt)
Sea planes, landing on the ocean bed (Bahamas)
If you eatin', you got to make sure that your folks is fed (So the family good)
Not much changed since I had that Tesla Roadster red (Skrrt)
And tell Ted, I'd rather talk about the coke instead (Know what we on)
Don't get burned for that butter, tryna toast the bread (Ha)
Pourin' liquor on the floor when we toast the dead (R.I.P.)
So we can never let it slide just like a broken sled (Melly)
I've been killing shit, wanted for murder is what the poster said (Ah)
Fuck you think I'm supposed to say? (Fuck you thought?)
I've been looking for my friends, but they mostly dead (R.I.P. to them)
Swayzie, so I brought them Ghosts instead (Black ship)
Swayzie, niggas know—, huh