Fabulous – Throw It In The Bag ft. The-Dream

Download another hot clean vinyl mp3 free audio song by Fabulous and this amazing music is titled ‘Throw It In The Bag ft. The-Dream’.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of an album which is titled ‘Loso’s Way’ and it was released in the year 2009.

 

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Lyrics

Oh, you already know what it is

We got anotha one, boy, ATL

(Just throw it in the bag)

Wassup Brooklyn? Wassup son?

Wassup Fabo?

Hey man, I got that black Amex wit me

Aka that throw it the bag card, yeah

Now I know you ain’t over there starin’ at my girl

Yeah, I know you ain’t over there starin’ at my girl

Nigga, I know you don’t call yourself hollarin’ at my girl

I know you don’t call yourself hollarin’ at my girl

I keep her in Louboutin, Louie Vuitton

Gucci down to her feet, yup, just like me

I’m the one with them ones

Fuck the price on the tag, just throw it in the bag

Ladies, y’all ready to go shopping?

(Un-huh, un-huh, un-huh, just throw it in the bag)

Neiman Marcus, you know what I mean, and all that, ya, come on

Look at price tags, where they do that at?

Heard that in ATL when I’m in ATL

Just ask my baby girl, I treat that lady well

Ain’t nothin’ so-so, and I know Jay Dee well

A couple Benzes, black, white, gray CL

Got niggas lookin’ like, “Did we miss a Mercedes sale?”

Don’t wonda what I do, just know they pay me well

They keep that Gucci and that Louie on my labels

That’s the way we feel, must be nice, man

You wit’ the right man, you ain’t gotta price scan

Or ask how much, now what I look like

Son, I’m from Brooklyn, what it look like?

You get it ’cause I got it, I got it, so you get it

In Miami, they say don’t stop, get it, get it

Mommy do the speedie, daddy do tha duffle

Bag full of chips, we ain’t talkin’ ruffles

Un-huh, un-huh, un-huh, just throw it in the bag

Un-huh, un-huh, un-huh, just throw it in the bag

Un-huh, un-huh, un-huh, just throw it in the bag

Un-huh, un-huh, un-huh, just throw it in the bag

See I know what I’ma tell her

The same thing that the bank robber told the teller

Just throw it in the bag

That’s the way it suppose to be

A real nigga ‘posed to help you out with the groceries

Just throw it in the bag

Paper or plastic, it’s safer to ask it

So dead that nigga, I will pay for the casket

That Remy Mar got him spendin’ plenty bar

Broke ass nigga couldn’t buy the mini bar

So get with Loso, he ain’t gotta know so

Such a gentlemen, dozen bottles of that rose mo

Oh, you gotta man, well you need a richa one

Meet me in the parking lot, the place say get you one

Meet me at the register, I’m there on the regular

Them niggas price checkin’, you can help them in a second

As we proceed to get you what you need

Like we breakin’ down the weed, shorty, throw it in the bag

(Just throw it in the bag)

Un-huh, un-huh, un-huh, just throw it in the bag

Un-huh, un-huh, un-huh, just throw it in the bag

Un-huh, un-huh, un-huh, just throw it in the bag

Un-huh, un-huh, un-huh, just throw it in the bag

Everybody do the throw it in the bag

Hey, throw it in the bag

Everybody do the throw it in the bag

Hey, throw it in the bag

Everybody do the throw it in the bag

Hey, throw it in the bag

Everybody do the throw it in the bag

Hey, throw it in the bag

Un-huh, un-huh, un-huh, just throw it in the bag

Un-huh, un-huh, un-huh, just throw it in the bag

Un-huh, un-huh, un-huh, just throw it in the bag

Un-huh, un-huh, un-huh, just throw it in the bag

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