Real McCoy
Baggage
[Intro]
Ayy, Nak, Nak
I get my work from the Narco

[Chorus]
I need singles, fives, tens, dubs
Fifties, green, and blue honchos duh
I need singles, fives, tens, dubs
Fifties, hundreds, save the two's for good luck
I need a bag, give me the loot
I need a bag, give me the loot
I need a bag, give me the loot
I need a bag, give me the loot

[Verse 1]
I put the red bottoms on red carpets
I’m bout to start selling you garments
When I bring the bag in, she suck on my dick while I count it
That's why she's my darling
Oh no, wasn’t always like this
Comin' home like nights with no dishes
To eat, that shit had me pissed
So I had to go and get it

[Verse 2]
Can't none of you n***as fuck over me
Cause I be watching the game OD
I ain't gonna say this shit no more
My n***a you know that hoe ain't me
Drive myself crazy, I been chasing these bags, I don't even get no sleep
Of course I reek of the weed cause marijuana keep my stress from reaching its peak
I'm not really with all the talking, I go out and do it
This rapper shit new to me
I do not care bout no jewelry
These millions for mom and dad and you and me

[Chorus]
I need singles, fives, tens, dubs
Fifties, green, and blue honchos duh
I need singles, fives, tens, dubs
Fifties, hundreds, save the twos for good luck
I need a bag, give me the loot
I need a bag, give me the loot
I need a bag, give me the loot
I need a bag, give me the loot