(I need the bag)
(The bag)
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(I need the bag)
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(I need the bag)
(The bag)
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(I need the bag)
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When I dey step in the place
They're giving me love
I grab it and go
If nor be cash wey nor dey
I'd hop on the road
and I'm coming to you!
We should be dripping in glam
In Christian Dior
In Christian Dior!
Even when I'm looking bad
They feeling the boy
You're feeling the boy!

I roll my rizzla
Cause the P don dey reach my neck
I wrote this love song
For the gyal
Cause a man too shy to talk direct
Many gyal wanna collect my number
But I don't want them
Wanna be under you
Bust a whyne for the man
Girl I know that you're smart
But I know say
You sef na one baddie


When I dey step in the place
They're giving me love
I grab it and go
If nor be cash wey nor dey
I'd hop on the road
and I'm coming to you!
We should be dripping in glam
In Christian Dior
In Christian Dior!
Even when I'm looking bad
They feeling the boy
You're feeling the boy!

You want me to go?
I'm really a hotshot on a roll
You send me a TikTok
Make it drip drop
Making your own videos
My room is the Stu
So I make the rules
cnd I'm making em moves
cnd my music too cool
cin't nobody do it like me
That's the truth!
Baby I'm geeked
(Geek geek geeked!)
Off the zoot
Big body like yeat
(Yea yea yeah!)
Percocet mood
Internet freak?
Can't be me
Freak in the sheets
Get me lit
Fucking and talking
cll night
When you wan dey leave
Gimme peck on the cheek!
You stern to them Niggas
Outside
When you come to me
Lemme smack on them cheeks!
(Yeah yeah yeah!)


When I dey step in the place
They're giving me love
I grab it and go
If nor be cash wey nor dey
I'd hop on the road
and I'm coming to you!
We should be dripping in glam
In Christian Dior
In Christian Dior!
Even when I'm looking bad
They feeling the boy
You're feeling the boy!