Chingy - Bagg Up Lyrics
Bagg upBounce, bounce, bounce then (bagg up)Bounce, bounce, bounce then (bagg up)Bounce, bounce, bounce then (bagg up)Bounce (uh) bounce (uh)Straight playa, babyTwo rides outside with that OG rideI'm high but it's all gravySnake skins, no Timbaland boots, get lootI'll shoot if you try to play meGet clout when I'm out, money what I'm all aboutIn a world that's so shadyPeep this streetness, never had a weaknessPeep this, I do this dailyFollow my whole set, bottles of moetBet until they lay meSix feet in the dirt, I'm the one with the workGot hits but they try to spray meIf I lack, keep straps, it's a wrap, gimme dapsYou can roll with me, yeah maybeHey the streets is mine like mixtapesWhen an MC grind don't play crazy[hook]Gimme some room when I pull that Jag upBounce, bounce, thenMy pockets on swoll, is that what ya mad for?Huh? Go on thenSee that Coup with that maroon rag up?What? Huh? ThenTo your money hungry chicks that always nag usBagg up[Chingy]E'rybody talkin since they see I'm on a rollTouch what's mine, you gon' end up gettin' mowedLadies they love me like they just found a pot of goldJackpot, I'm scoring big around the globeYou can be hot, I'm what you not and that's coldCold with the flow, dro when it goesSick, baby said she never drove a stickUntil she was ontop of me, backseat of the sixIt's goin down round these partsNobody liked me till I got the deal so don't startIs it different? Is it dope? I dunno what you yappin aboutIts way too funky for you to smell what I'm rappin aboutJust Chingy baby[hook]Gimme some room when I pull that Jag upBounce, bounce, thenMy pockets on swoll, is that what ya mad for?Huh? Go on thenSee that Coup with that maroon rag up?What? Huh? ThenTo your money hungry chicks that always nag usBagg up[Chingy]How many MC's must get dissedFor hatin on the NDP, New Draft PickDon't it look like a hundred moons in my wrist?I'm sorry I'm the glitter that your girls seen glists (??)Swim with the big fish, I hit I don't missSorta like Starks shootin' free's for the KnicksDon't get me pissed, you'll take a big dissIt'll feel like you fell off a tall cliffI'm a bully like Cliff (??) I sank yo shipSix o'clock from the clip if you pop off a lipJust Chingy baby[hook]Gimme some room when I pull that Jag upBounce, bounce, thenMy pockets on swoll, is that what ya mad for?Huh? Go on then
