Chris Webby – Bag (feat. Bun B & Paul Wall)

[Refrain: Bun B]
Let me get up in my bag now, yeah
I gotta do it, watch me prove it
Choppin’, choppin’, choppin’, screw it
When I get up in my bag now, yeah
Rims spinnin’ while I’m whippin’, whippin’ with some thick women
Tryna get up in my bag now, yeah
Mo’ dough, mo’ problems
At your side that shit’ll go, go
Bringin’ in the bag now, yeah
Paper, plastic or reusable, one thing is indisputable
We bringin’ in the bag now

[Couplet 1: Bun B]
Used to be broke as a joke that nobody would laugh at
Tryna make me a dollar out a dime and to be honest with you I ain’t even have half that
So I just had to dig in, ridin’ dirty like pig pen
For the cash tax, apply pressurе man
Now them days I was lesser than is as [?] as flashbacks
Whеn I first got some bread (What happened?)
That shit went to my head because I was new to it
Bought the clothes, the diamonds and gold’s and fucked with some hoes
Before long I blew through it
But I’m older now, I think bigger and bolder now
So no matter how you do it
We gon’ always stay true to it
Sayin’ [?] is fucked while makin’ my screw to it
I been rockin’ with Chris for like ten years
So it’s sincere when we link up
You have Paul Wall in this song y’all
We gon’ smoke big, rappin’, drink up
When we on one, then it’s on son
Ain’t no tellin’ the shit we gon’ think up
But when all is done, Chris and Paul and Bun equals Brinks truck

[Refrain: Bun B]
Let me get up in my bag now, yeah
I gotta do it, watch me prove it
Choppin’, choppin’, choppin’, screw it
When I get up in my bag now, yeah
Rims spinnin’ while I’m whippin’, whippin’ with some thick women
Tryna get up in my bag now, yeah
Mo’ dough, mo’ problems
At your side that shit’ll go, go
Bringin’ in the bag now, yeah
Paper, plastic or reusable, one thing is indisputable
We bringin’ in the bag now

[Couplet 2: Paul Wall]
What it do? Big bags, I got a few
Grind hard and you can get it to
All you need is some work to do
Late nights grindin’ with the crew
No sleep, just an hour or two
Cash flow steady comin’ through
Make money, stay true
Hard work ain’t nothin’ new
Just gonna do it, stop talkin’ ’bout it
Teamwork means everybody and we cashin’ checks
Sign on the dotted
Punchin’ clocks, that’s how I got it
Juice the punch, I’m known to walk it
Blue bills fallin’ out my pocket
On the cabin cruiser, I’m about to dock it
Try hard but they can’t stop it
It’s the Lords work when I’m in my bag
Gettin’ cash since a young lad
Just get it done, no lollygag
Slab tag when the trunk wag
I push the button, make the bumper drag
Push the comma’s, make the numbers add, we ironclad

[Refrain: Bun B]
Let me get up in my bag now, yeah
I gotta do it, watch me prove it
Choppin’, choppin’, choppin’, screw it
When I get up in my bag now, yeah
Rims spinnin’ while I’m whippin’, whippin’ with some thick women
Tryna get up in my bag now, yeah
Mo’ dough, mo’ problems
At your side that shit’ll go, go
Bringin’ in the bag now, yeah
Paper, plastic or reusable, one thing is indisputable
We bringin’ in the bag now
[Couplet 3: Chris Webby]
Yeah, money make the world go round
Dolla’s, Pesos, Euros, Pounds
Pullin’ up, they heard the sound
H-Town to Connecticut
Big bag and we spendin’ it
Even when that recession hit
We the ones who helped to correct this shit
My scholarship was financial aid
Now I’m makin’ this handsome pay
That come with a couple new accolades like credit grade and taxes paid
And still I keep my totals up
Independent mogul, the music goin’ global, what?
Yeah they see I’m blowin’ up
White boy got game
Take a shot, bang, like I’m John Wayne
High octane, ride blades like a prop plane
Fuck around and put a little ice on a block chain
Yeah I got gains like a motherfucker body built
Italiano when I’m makin’ John Gotti bills
Livin’ proof there’s a way if you got a will
So much independent money I don’t even want a deal

[Refrain: Bun B]
Let me get up in my bag now, yeah
I gotta do it, watch me prove it
Choppin’, choppin’, choppin’, screw it
When I get up in my bag now, yeah
Rims spinnin’ while I’m whippin’, whippin’ with some thick women
Tryna get up in my bag now, yeah
Mo’ dough, mo’ problems
At your side that shit’ll go, go
Bringin’ in the bag now, yeah
Paper, plastic or reusable, one thing is indisputable
We bringin’ in the bag now