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Out My Bag Video (MV)




Performed By: Arthur
Language: English
Length: 3:30
Written by: Arthur Blake




Arthur - Out My Bag Lyrics




Oh yea get in line oh yea get in line
Don't get confused bitch yea it is my time
Whip blacked out fit blacked out
Bitch here I go 180 down the interstate
Can't catch me I know bitch don't waste my
Time if we ain't talking bout no commas
Spending so much money my baguettes got
Drowned in summer damn I can not help it
I'm too sexy natural stunna pussy niggas
Talking shit pay to hit they honda I got
What you want so bad I come round they
Getting mad in my business must already
Know that

Too much money this shit falling out my bag
Too much money this shit falling out my bag
Money growing and it's heavy on the racks
On racks all these bitches round me keep tryna
Give up they cat cartier on the face and these
Diamonds hitting on dat hit the corner and
They keep saying I'm drifting cool blast know
I'm too sexy too fine that mean the cameras
Gon flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash

Pray you never ever have to f*ck around and see
See bout me why they call me crayza in these
Streets when you love me tripping of me my heart
Feels nothing the pain in trusting oh baby it's
Now or never already know that I'm better

Too much money this shit falling out my bag
Too much money this shit falling out my bag
Money growing and it's heavy on the racks
On racks all these bitches round me keep tryna
Give up they cat cartier on the face and these
Diamonds hitting on dat hit the corner and
They keep saying I'm drifting cool blast know
I'm too sexy too fine that mean the cameras
Gon flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash

Watching everything I do stop it homie
Something on my mind it say diamonds only
They swear they know me can't no bitch control
Me shawty must be mad cause she so lonely
Bitch ass nigga can't touch this lay me down
Cause i want it hit hit keep tryna love you know
It's true but you never know what to do

Too much money this shit falling out my bag
Too much money this shit falling out my bag
Money growing and it's heavy on the racks
On racks all these bitches round me keep tryna
Give up they cat cartier on the face and these
Diamonds hitting on dat hit the corner and
They keep saying I'm drifting cool blast know
I'm too sexy too fine that mean the cameras
Gon flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash
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Oh yea get in line oh yea get in line
Don't get confused bitch yea it is my time
Whip blacked out fit blacked out
Bitch here I go 180 down the interstate
Can't catch me I know bitch don't waste my
Time if we ain't talking bout no commas
Spending so much money my baguettes got
Drowned in summer damn I can not help it
I'm too sexy natural stunna pussy niggas
Talking shit pay to hit they honda I got
What you want so bad I come round they
Getting mad in my business must already
Know that

Too much money this shit falling out my bag
Too much money this shit falling out my bag
Money growing and it's heavy on the racks
On racks all these bitches round me keep tryna
Give up they cat cartier on the face and these
Diamonds hitting on dat hit the corner and
They keep saying I'm drifting cool blast know
I'm too sexy too fine that mean the cameras
Gon flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash

Pray you never ever have to f*ck around and see
See bout me why they call me crayza in these
Streets when you love me tripping of me my heart
Feels nothing the pain in trusting oh baby it's
Now or never already know that I'm better

Too much money this shit falling out my bag
Too much money this shit falling out my bag
Money growing and it's heavy on the racks
On racks all these bitches round me keep tryna
Give up they cat cartier on the face and these
Diamonds hitting on dat hit the corner and
They keep saying I'm drifting cool blast know
I'm too sexy too fine that mean the cameras
Gon flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash

Watching everything I do stop it homie
Something on my mind it say diamonds only
They swear they know me can't no bitch control
Me shawty must be mad cause she so lonely
Bitch ass nigga can't touch this lay me down
Cause i want it hit hit keep tryna love you know
It's true but you never know what to do

Too much money this shit falling out my bag
Too much money this shit falling out my bag
Money growing and it's heavy on the racks
On racks all these bitches round me keep tryna
Give up they cat cartier on the face and these
Diamonds hitting on dat hit the corner and
They keep saying I'm drifting cool blast know
I'm too sexy too fine that mean the cameras
Gon flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash
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Writer: Arthur Blake
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