Bag Her

Lyrics
[Intro] Woah Woah Woah, woah Woah, woah Yeah [Chorus] I know that she D.T.F. I ain't even really gotta' ask her Shawty she built like a stallion since the first day I knew I had to bag her Shawty she built like a stallion since the first day I knew I had to bag her But I still can't gas her, fucked the bitch til' her back hurt Yeah, no I'm not Steve Jobs, show em' how the Mac work Woah, they couldn't get right so I left em' on the back burner Yeah, way too high think I might land on Saturn Yeah, Percocets on the platter, yeah, cap you a chatter, yeah [Verse] Woah, cut thе cap you ain't talking about nothing Big F&N, it's no cap gun Got a bad bitch, body all done Put the X on the tip of hеr tongue She want sex, she gon' swallow my sons Got the thot on her knees like a nun She get bust down, no VS1's Ain't no [?] I came in with my shooter Wanna' learn how to run it up? I'ma tutor Used to skip school, was a young Ferris Bueller Need me a A.P. I need a Frank Mueller [?] don't beef on computers [?] She said I'm handsome but my car is cuter [Chorus] I know that she D.T.F. I ain't even really gotta' ask her Shawty she built like a stallion since the first day I knew I had to bag her Shawty she built like a stallion since the first day I knew I had to bag her But I still can't gas her, fucked the bitch til' her back hurt Yeah, no I'm not Steve Jobs, show em' how the Mac work Woah, they couldn't get right so I left em' on the back burner Yeah, way too high think I might land on Saturn Yeah, Percocets on the platter, yeah, cap you a chatter
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- ATL Smook