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HoodRich Pablo Juan - Major Bag Alert Lyrics



HoodRich Pablo Juan - Major Bag Alert Lyrics
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CaptainCrunch presents
CaptainCrunch, nigga, Pablo Juan
F*ck, niggas pussy
Yeah, money sending
Money sending for real dog, yeah

Designer drugs, on the lean and the Perc (drugs)
Cookies, gelato, sherbert, like dessert (gelato)
Rich nigga, put a hundred in the purse (rich nigga)
F*ck from the back, I made the pussy squirt (ooh)
All this money got they feelings hurt
Hot boy ride with a choppa named Turk (hot, hot)
Killed that boy, jump out the top of the vert (jump out the vert)
Broke ass niggas, they get on my nerves (broke boy)
I need a bad bitch with some curves (I need a baddie)
Ooh, jump in that foreign and swerve (skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, water diamonds make 'em surf
I got a major bag alert (major bag)
I feel up the Fanta with dirt
Take 'em on date, but I f*ck first
Choppa be singing like Gerald Levert
These broke ass bitches, they get on my nerves (get on my nerves)

Ooh, two cups, pourin' up lean (two cup)
She a freak, she gon' eat up the semen (damn, she freaky)
I need that money, nigga, I be fiendin' (I need that money)
Fat pockets, got 'em lookin' like Keenan (fat pocket)
Do what I want, rich nigga, swear that (I do what I wanna do)
Racks in my pockets, makin' 'em sag (racks in my pocket)
Pablo ain't f*ck her if she ain't bad (Pablo)
These niggas burnt, they goin' out sad (these niggas burnt out)
All these diamonds got 'em mad
Clear like when I was in the trap servin' with glass bags
I went from nickle and dime bag
To servin' them bands out the turkey bag
In Dubai f*ckin' bitches, they Arab (yeah)
I'm in L.A. in the back of the Maybach (I'm in L.A.)
Pussy nigga, they remind me of stray cat
Pablo Juan, A.K.A. I'm gonna play that (Pablo Juan)
Ha, yeah, I put my etiquette on double-07 (I get my etiquette)
Put Christians on, on the rare toes
Told shawty that she just missed the blessin', yeah (she did)
Stay with the plug like a test (plug)
When it come to money I get aggressive (I do)
I don't pay for pussy, ain't no investin' (uh uh)
Chill like the diamonds, I came from the dirt, made under pressure

Designer drugs, on the lean and the Perc (drugs)
Cookies, gelato, sherbert, like dessert (gelato)
Rich nigga, put a hundred in the purse (rich nigga)
F*ck from the back, I made the pussy squirt (ooh)
All this money got they feelings hurt
Hot boy ride with a choppa named Turk (hot, hot)
Killed that boy, jump out the top of the vert (jump out the vert)
Broke ass niggas, they get on my nerves (broke boy)
I need a bad bitch with some curves (I need a baddie)
Ooh, jump in that foreign and swerve (skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, water diamonds make 'em surf
I got a major bag alert (major bag)
I feel up the Fanta with dirt
Take 'em on date, but I f*ck first
Choppa be singing like Gerald Levert
These broke ass bitches, they get on my nerves (get on my nerves)
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CaptainCrunch presents
CaptainCrunch, nigga, Pablo Juan
F*ck, niggas pussy
Yeah, money sending
Money sending for real dog, yeah

Designer drugs, on the lean and the Perc (drugs)
Cookies, gelato, sherbert, like dessert (gelato)
Rich nigga, put a hundred in the purse (rich nigga)
F*ck from the back, I made the pussy squirt (ooh)
All this money got they feelings hurt
Hot boy ride with a choppa named Turk (hot, hot)
Killed that boy, jump out the top of the vert (jump out the vert)
Broke ass niggas, they get on my nerves (broke boy)
I need a bad bitch with some curves (I need a baddie)
Ooh, jump in that foreign and swerve (skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, water diamonds make 'em surf
I got a major bag alert (major bag)
I feel up the Fanta with dirt
Take 'em on date, but I f*ck first
Choppa be singing like Gerald Levert
These broke ass bitches, they get on my nerves (get on my nerves)

Ooh, two cups, pourin' up lean (two cup)
She a freak, she gon' eat up the semen (damn, she freaky)
I need that money, nigga, I be fiendin' (I need that money)
Fat pockets, got 'em lookin' like Keenan (fat pocket)
Do what I want, rich nigga, swear that (I do what I wanna do)
Racks in my pockets, makin' 'em sag (racks in my pocket)
Pablo ain't f*ck her if she ain't bad (Pablo)
These niggas burnt, they goin' out sad (these niggas burnt out)
All these diamonds got 'em mad
Clear like when I was in the trap servin' with glass bags
I went from nickle and dime bag
To servin' them bands out the turkey bag
In Dubai f*ckin' bitches, they Arab (yeah)
I'm in L.A. in the back of the Maybach (I'm in L.A.)
Pussy nigga, they remind me of stray cat
Pablo Juan, A.K.A. I'm gonna play that (Pablo Juan)
Ha, yeah, I put my etiquette on double-07 (I get my etiquette)
Put Christians on, on the rare toes
Told shawty that she just missed the blessin', yeah (she did)
Stay with the plug like a test (plug)
When it come to money I get aggressive (I do)
I don't pay for pussy, ain't no investin' (uh uh)
Chill like the diamonds, I came from the dirt, made under pressure

Designer drugs, on the lean and the Perc (drugs)
Cookies, gelato, sherbert, like dessert (gelato)
Rich nigga, put a hundred in the purse (rich nigga)
F*ck from the back, I made the pussy squirt (ooh)
All this money got they feelings hurt
Hot boy ride with a choppa named Turk (hot, hot)
Killed that boy, jump out the top of the vert (jump out the vert)
Broke ass niggas, they get on my nerves (broke boy)
I need a bad bitch with some curves (I need a baddie)
Ooh, jump in that foreign and swerve (skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, water diamonds make 'em surf
I got a major bag alert (major bag)
I feel up the Fanta with dirt
Take 'em on date, but I f*ck first
Choppa be singing like Gerald Levert
These broke ass bitches, they get on my nerves (get on my nerves)
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Writer: Sterling Pennix
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.




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Performed By: HoodRich Pablo Juan
Length: 2:14
Written by: Sterling Pennix

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