Pack Ya Bags Lyrics - The Original - Sarai

Yeah 

Okay 

Uh 

You see a woman got to do what a woman got to do 

If your man keep on trippin' then you need to cut him 

loose 

Ain't nothin' he could do for you that he can't do 

What I'm supposed to go, ??Ooh??, ??cause he rollin' on 

22s 

No, I'm ain't one of those after-show h**s 

And if you don't know I gots my own dough 

I only need you for companionship 

Well, you could keep your chips, ain't no sponsorship 

I just need you to keep your lips between my hips 

That girl Sarai is a silly chick 

But on the really tip, I got benefits 

This independent chick and anything I want I gets 

Don't even try me with those player scripts, I know 

the game 

Actin' like you big money, but really small change 

Boy, please stay up out of my face 

You see it's men like you that make us ladies say 

Here go the classified ads (Pack ya bags) 

Here go the 20 for the cab (Pack ya bags) 

Here go the kick in your pants (Pack ya bags) 

Get out (Just pack ya bags) 

Here go the classified ads (Pack ya bags) 

Here go the 20 for the cab (Pack ya bags) 

Here go the kick in your pants (Pack ya bags) 

Get out (Just pack ya bags) 

That's right, you got to beat it, boy 

All the blizzy-blizzy blah, I ain't hearin' it, boy 

I get ya, get ya what you're askin' for 

Now don't be blowin' up my celly ??cause your own 

ignore 

Ain't no more walkin' through my door 

Now come and get your, get your s*** off my porch 

And I know you hear the hurt in my voice 

But I had no choice, you made me do it by force 

But you know your girl gon' be a'ight 

I'mma keep on movin', keep my head up high 

Probably chilly-chilly-chill till the time is right 

That I feely-feely-feel I need a man in my life 

But for now I'mma keep it tight 

Till I burst under pressure when my temperature rise 

I'm on the women's pride, feel me right 

So it's-it's-it's that ladies night 

Here go the classified ads (Pack ya bags) 

Here go the 20 for the cab (Pack ya bags) 

Here go the kick in your pants (Pack ya bags) 

Get out (Just pack ya bags) 

Here go the classified ads (Pack ya bags) 

Here go the 20 for the cab (Pack ya bags) 

Here go the kick in your pants (Pack ya bags) 

Get out (Just pack ya bags) 

You got to gizzy-go 

??Cause I don't want you bein' in my life no more 

I shoulda told you long time ago 

But my mind was sayin' yes and my heart said no 

Ya'll know how that love thing go 

How your mind in a bind goin' out of control 

Be careful ??fore you take that road 

Think it's a, it's a game, but that thang ain't no 

joke 

Let it be known if you see somethin' wrong 

??Cause understandin' that-that help you out in the 

long 

You got to, got to, got to come on strong 

And make him, make him, make him want to leave you 

alone 

And put that on every-everything I love 

Don't be scare-scare-scared, kick that boy to the curb 

gonna classified ads (Pack ya bags) 

gonna 20 for the cab (Pack ya bags) 

gonna kick in your pants (Pack ya bags) 

Get out (Just pack ya bags) 

Here go the classified ads (Pack ya bags) 

Here go the 20 for the cab (Pack ya bags) 

Here go the kick in your pants (Pack ya bags) 

Get out (Just pack ya bags) 

gonna the classified ads (Pack ya bags) 

gonna the 20 for the cab (Pack ya bags 

gonna kick in your pants (Pack ya bags) 

Get out (Just pack ya bags) 

gonna classified ads (Pack ya bags) 

gonna the 20 for the cab (Pack ya bags) 

gonna the kick in your pants (Pack ya bags) 

Get out (Just pack ya bags)