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Pickin' Up Bags Video (MV)




Performed By: Papoose
Featuring: Fetty Wap
Length: 2:54
Written by: Shamele Mackie, Willie Maxwell




Papoose - Pickin' Up Bags Lyrics
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[ Featuring Fetty Wap ]

La musica de Harry Fraud

When you see me, I be pickin' up a bag, right, yeah
Just another reason I could brag, right
Yeah, ayy, you look like a bag lil' shawty (Shawty)
It ain't 'bout a bag, don't call me
When you see me, I be pickin' up a bag, right, yeah
Just another reason I could brag, right
Yeah, ayy, you look like a bag lil' shawty (Shawty)
It ain't 'bout a bag, don't call me

I grew up on public assistance, my family poor
Now my money stacking, we slammin' them Caddy doors
If you tell me that I can't eat, to me that mean war
Niggas say they packing them ratchets, we carry more
If this was New Jack City, I'm Nino, you Al B. Sure
Pretty motherf*cker, I never liked you, now carry on
Why you think all these haters wanna get at me for?
They mad 'cause they hear me makin' bangers with Harry Fraud
'Cause I be rippin' and runnin', tryna get rich as the Drummonds
I put the brick in the oven, while you be flippin' the onion
I get the zips in the dozens and turn them into the hundreds
You gotta witness the numbers, nigga them figures is stunnin'
I'm in the whip with my woman, we gripping, kissing and f*ckin'
The cops tripping and dumbin', but I be ripping the summers
Them phoney niggas be running when real killers be coming
'Cause when the triggers be dumping, I dump a clip in your stomach

When you see me, I be pickin' up a bag, right, yeah
Just another reason I could brag, right
Yeah, ayy, you look like a bag lil' shawty (Shawty)
If it ain't 'bout a bag, don't call me
When you see me, I be pickin' up a bag, right, yeah
Just another reason I could brag, right
Yeah, ayy, you look like a bag lil' shawty (Shawty)
If it ain't 'bout a bag, don't call me

Yeah, ay and they like Zoovier, you don't f*ckin' change, right, yeah
Had to pull up, skrt up and get my lane right, yeah
Had to get my money in the bank, right, yeah
Had to stay away from all these lames, right, yeah
I'ma put these niggas in their lane, yeah
RGF the family, not a gang, yeah
For RGF and Zoovier, let it bang, yeah
Diamond on my motherf*cking chain, bling, yeah
Dump the f*cking clutch before we change lights, yeah
I don't really play the in betweens like, yeah
Shooting out them, you know what I mean, yeah
Twenty seconds, serving all the fiends, yeah
Who knew Remy was a thing like that
Run and we really let it ring like that, yeah
Way I'm living, I don't even dream like that
But I'm living out my motherf*cking dream like that

When you see me, I be pickin' up a bag, right, yeah
Just another reason I could brag, right
Yeah, ayy, you look like a bag lil' shawty (Shawty)
If it ain't 'bout a bag, don't call me
When you see me, I be pickin' up a bag, right, yeah
Just another reason I could brag, right
Yeah, ayy, you look like a bag lil' shawty (Shawty)
If it ain't 'bout a bag, don't call me, yeah
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La musica de Harry Fraud

When you see me, I be pickin' up a bag, right, yeah
Just another reason I could brag, right
Yeah, ayy, you look like a bag lil' shawty (Shawty)
It ain't 'bout a bag, don't call me
When you see me, I be pickin' up a bag, right, yeah
Just another reason I could brag, right
Yeah, ayy, you look like a bag lil' shawty (Shawty)
It ain't 'bout a bag, don't call me

I grew up on public assistance, my family poor
Now my money stacking, we slammin' them Caddy doors
If you tell me that I can't eat, to me that mean war
Niggas say they packing them ratchets, we carry more
If this was New Jack City, I'm Nino, you Al B. Sure
Pretty motherf*cker, I never liked you, now carry on
Why you think all these haters wanna get at me for?
They mad 'cause they hear me makin' bangers with Harry Fraud
'Cause I be rippin' and runnin', tryna get rich as the Drummonds
I put the brick in the oven, while you be flippin' the onion
I get the zips in the dozens and turn them into the hundreds
You gotta witness the numbers, nigga them figures is stunnin'
I'm in the whip with my woman, we gripping, kissing and f*ckin'
The cops tripping and dumbin', but I be ripping the summers
Them phoney niggas be running when real killers be coming
'Cause when the triggers be dumping, I dump a clip in your stomach

When you see me, I be pickin' up a bag, right, yeah
Just another reason I could brag, right
Yeah, ayy, you look like a bag lil' shawty (Shawty)
If it ain't 'bout a bag, don't call me
When you see me, I be pickin' up a bag, right, yeah
Just another reason I could brag, right
Yeah, ayy, you look like a bag lil' shawty (Shawty)
If it ain't 'bout a bag, don't call me

Yeah, ay and they like Zoovier, you don't f*ckin' change, right, yeah
Had to pull up, skrt up and get my lane right, yeah
Had to get my money in the bank, right, yeah
Had to stay away from all these lames, right, yeah
I'ma put these niggas in their lane, yeah
RGF the family, not a gang, yeah
For RGF and Zoovier, let it bang, yeah
Diamond on my motherf*cking chain, bling, yeah
Dump the f*cking clutch before we change lights, yeah
I don't really play the in betweens like, yeah
Shooting out them, you know what I mean, yeah
Twenty seconds, serving all the fiends, yeah
Who knew Remy was a thing like that
Run and we really let it ring like that, yeah
Way I'm living, I don't even dream like that
But I'm living out my motherf*cking dream like that

When you see me, I be pickin' up a bag, right, yeah
Just another reason I could brag, right
Yeah, ayy, you look like a bag lil' shawty (Shawty)
If it ain't 'bout a bag, don't call me
When you see me, I be pickin' up a bag, right, yeah
Just another reason I could brag, right
Yeah, ayy, you look like a bag lil' shawty (Shawty)
If it ain't 'bout a bag, don't call me, yeah
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Writer: Shamele Mackie, Willie Maxwell
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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