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The Dream Make Up Bag

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

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

cool mints Rumors spread, half a G she took, six or more Two bagged up, four went raw Back of my mind countin up the big score Violators from the door, she lookin up

, and Benzs Countin' up, smokin', one cuff Live as a red Jag, a Louis bag, grabbin' a blunt Fuck it, steam about a hundred and one L's Kites off to jail, buying sweats, runnin' up

) Bounce back, rebel Fuck, going in a nigga sell I'm raising hell doing swell Make the mil, fuck the mirror Make the money, fuck who tells Make the money

' bag up all night We ain't goin' nowhere 'til the count back right, yeah I take grams of coke, mix it with lactose That's what I do, stretch I make

all a real man can need And ever ask for, this is love This is more than a crush It was all up at Rutgers, I saw with your man Smiling, a coach bag

cocaine China bright, snow white Rolled to a rave And steal a mother fucker's glow light Keep my dough right Man these white lines bite Make me bleed

can bang with us Straight up ***, no *** ***, label us Notorious Thug *** *** that love to bust, it's strange to us Y'all *** be scramblin', gamblin' Up