Letras
Mmm mm mm mm mmmm
Baby I'm so Black I taste like grape soda
Yea yea
Hit me on the ring tone
New # still the same phone...
I'm off the grid,
I can't be reached at times
What separates him from others is that reads the signs
I got respect for my mother, and love yours like mine
Yo family come from the gutta, we'll nigga yours like mine
If you chase pape, we bout the same then
It's hard to sleep if Ian made 10
Chase A Bag Chase A Bag Chase a Bag
Chase A Bag Chase A Bag Chase A Bag
Das all dat life about
Get the bag
Be happy, and nigga, get the bag
Chase a bag chase a bag chase a bag
*mumbling*
Aye, aye she want me to pay for her feet to get done
I- aye I told her
Hit me when the paint chip,
And next time, get some French tips...
Baby I'm so Black, I taste like grape soda
Hit me on the ringtone
Niggas so green, you'd think that they Yoda
Mm, hold up let me change phones...