lirik lagu bally baby - turkey bags
[intro]
(me and box, we in the kitchen)
[chorus: abgr lil cory]
yeah, all my diamonds real clarity, poor~ass n~gga went moissanite
juggin’, i f~cked up the streets, i came through and i dropped a pint
model b~tch wan’ f~ck, she know i’m havin’, want me to spend it on her
couple bands, i dropped it in my earlobe, boogers mold, they set
britches fallin’ off my ass, all these racks up in my pants
load came in, i’m cashin’ out, turkey bags came in, they funky
he was havin’, now he not, in the trap, got nothin’ but ‘za
shoebox in the closest stuffed down to the max, i been stackin’ up
[verse 1: abgr lil cory]
put my b~tches in designer, poor~ass n~gga buyin’ lululеmon
louis v skate when i’m steppin’, couplе bands up on the tennis
juggin’ loads how i got on, dope~boy fresh, i put it on
traffic backed up at the traphouse, n~gga, my clientele strong
ten bands, made that off of one jugg, i got the trap up in a headlock
poor~ass n~gga, pockets flat, in my city, i keep a knot
all my whips, i paid cash, i’m most hated in the city
n~gga mad i took off, got some n~ggas in they feelings
[chorus: abgr lil cory]
yeah, all my diamonds real clarity, poor~ass n~gga went moissanite
juggin’, i f~cked up the streets, i came through and i dropped a pint
model b~tch wan’ f~ck, she know i’m havin’, want me to spend it on her
couple bands, i dropped it in my earlobe, boogers mold, they set
britches fallin’ off my ass, all these racks up in my pants
load came in, i’m cashin’ out, turkey bags came in, they funky
he was havin’, now he not, in the trap, got nothin’ but ‘za
shoebox in the closest stuffed down to the max, i been stackin’ up
[verse 2: bally baby]
okay, we was tryna break a scale, n~ggas don’t wanna break a nail
platinum in the trap, ain’t got no plaque yet, just got clientele
grab a fanta, deuce of quagen, make it look like dirty sprite
try my mind, do front~door servings, i ain’t gotta take a flight
i ain’t waitin’ overnight, bust a box, let’s get into it
all that talkin’ ’bout what you did, d~mn, you must’ve blew it
twenty up, i drop the number, tryna duck a sentence, chasin’ commas
n~ggas ain’t havin’ no motion, kid, you poor~ass n~ggas penny pinchin’
[chorus: abgr lil cory]
yeah, all my diamonds real clarity, poor~ass n~gga went moissanite
juggin’, i f~cked up the streets, i came through and i dropped a pint
model b~tch wan’ f~ck, she know i’m havin’, want me to spend it on her
couple bands, i dropped it in my earlobe, boogers mold, they set
britches fallin’ off my ass, all these racks up in my pants
load came in, i’m cashin’ out, turkey bags came in, they funky
he was havin’, now he not, in the trap, got nothin’ but ‘za
shoebox in the closest stuffed down to the max, i been stackin’ up
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