all make money Drop 5 stacks on the make up bag Drop drop 5 stacks on the make up bag girl The make up bag [4x] Yup [Verse 2 - The-Dream] She packing
Traduction: Le rêve-. Make Up Bag.
Ohh off top she like to sawed up Got the club spot light till yo body showed up girl [Hook 1:] That's how I flow she dream I jot I got she meet in my pocket like dream
I bet I bust Put me anywhere on the map I bet I bust This is what I does, so please don't gas me up Matter of fact, gimme 15 minutes and a bag of bud
still I bet I bust Put me anywhere on the map I bet I bust This is what I does so, please don't gas me up Matter of fact, gimme 15 minutes and a bag of
you gettin money If you gettin money, just throw it in the bag [Verse 1 - Fabolous] It's Mr. "Throw It In The Bag", I just throw it in the bag I don
Hey kool aid and frozen pizza It's a work of art I ain't talkin mona lisa Dream of rockin crowds See me fillin up arena Weed got me laughin like a damn
This party was dope Bitches are freaky here Kid, Kool Aid & Frozen Pizza its a work of art I ain?t talking Mona Lisa Dream of rockin crowds Fillin up
livin phat, but held back Pipe dreams can make the night seem hopeless Wide eyed and losing focus On my block [Chorus] Maybe life is but a dream
act so shady, baby your taste as fine as gravy The way you move that thang, you make me wanna sang Girl you make my bells rang, make them go ting-a-ling
I see the penitentiary, or will I stay free (repeat 3X) Verse Two: 2Pac I can't sleep niggaz plottin on to kill me while I'm dreamin Wake up sweaty
is more vestigial than the young space walkin' individual for years and years bubbling up with soul power to detonate this planet or reach another Yeah we take it up
Chef like Wright It's hot in here, I'm by the stove cookin' crack all day, streeetcchh! We gon' bag up all night We ain' goin' nowhere 'til the count bag
me Nigaas talkin in the pens and in the street about me Some jake, tryin to watch every move I make Cause my Deez'll make fiends do the up-town shake
tracks suffer no setbacks and stress cats To the max slapping up (?) tax you get back Shane you've been born I'm ripping stakes up in any way shape or
dream-- Pick up the bags and get in the limousine. Soon we?ll be away from here; Step on the gas and wipe that tear away. One sweet dream came true
