Throw It In The Bag - Digital 45 - Explicit Version

You already know what it is (ah)

We got another one boy (A-T-L, yeah)

Just throw it in the bag

What's up Brooklyn? What's up son?

What's up Fabo?

Ay man (oh), I got that black Amex with me

A.K.A. that "Throw It In The Bag" card

Radio Killa (yeah)

Now I know you ain't over there staring at my girl

Yeah, I know you ain't over there staring at my girl

Nigga, I know you don't call yourself hollering at my girl

Now I know you don't call yourself hollering at my girl

I keep her in Louboutin, Louis 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

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (ladies, y'all ready to go shopping?)

Just throw it in the bag (Neiman Marcus on me and all that?)

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (yeah, come on then)

Just throw it in the bag

Look at price tags, where they do that at?

Heard that in A-T-L, when I'm in A-T-L

Just ask my baby gal, I treat that lady well

Ain't nothing so-so, and I know J.D. well

A couple Benzes, black, white, gray C.L

Got niggas looking like, "Did we miss a Mercedes sale?"

Don't wonder what I do, just know they pay me well

They keep that Gucci and that Louis on my labi-el's

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

You with 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"

Mami, do the Speedy, daddy do the duffle

Bag full of chips, we ain't talking Ruffles

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Just throw it in the bag

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Just throw it in the bag

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Just throw it in the bag

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-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 supposed 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 Rémy Mar' got him spitting plenty bars

Broke ass nigga, couldn't buy the mini bar

So get with Loso, he ain't got to know so

Such a gentleman, dozen bottles of that Rose Mo'

Oh, you got a man? Well, you need a richer one

Meet me in the parking lot, the plates say "GET U 1"

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

Them niggas price checking, you can help them in a second

As we proceed to give you what you need like we breaking down the weed

Shorty, throw it in the bag

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Just throw it in the bag

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Just throw it in the bag

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Just throw it in the bag

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-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

Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh

Just throw it in the bag

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Just throw it in the bag

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Just throw it in the bag

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh

Just throw it in the bag