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Usher

Genres: Pop

In My Bag Lyrics - Usher

I aint one to brag, 

but you done made me hav to get in my bag, 

ooooh, yep, 

there it is, there it go, 

fall in love with these women I barely know, 

ten stacks on the flo, 

time to re-up tell em I need a hundred more, 

you at the bar, pourin it up 

you try to wife it up, I already toe it up, 

up in V-I see how i keep it B-I, 

like a paper trail shout out to my n-gga T-I, 

yahh, so wavvy, 

when I say usher all the girls go crazy, 

even your own lady, 

(wait a minute) 

plus your old lady, 

yall still pushing Benzs, 

helicopter copper take me where my friends is, 

my taste is so expensive, 

when Im up in Vegas Im staying with Steven ., 

now thats a table full of winners, 

dont chop just knock before you enter, 

I play my cards right, you see them four guys, 

an aint no fall guy, ball like a dog right, 

 

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and its simple elementary, 

just say pimpin when you mention me, 

she want it I got it, 

she got what I want, 

in Houston they boppers 

Miami they, 

I can give it to you simply, 

my pimpin dont come with sympathy, 

she want it I got it, 

I got what she want, 

whatever you call it Im taking it home, 

 

Photos 

 

there he is, there he go, 

globe trotter, 

Mr Internationa-a-al, 

im the coolest, the fonz, 

courtside hollin out place to LeBron, 

ask Shaq what he need man, 

made a call, now we got him up in Cleveland, 

take a flight in the evening, 

be back in the morning, it must be the G man, 

and they hate when I brag, 

but Im so fly I got permanent jet lag, 

yeah, if you want it just ask, 

red car, this is not a bus pass, 

and Im tearing up my mojo, 

getting mail everyday no homo, 

I blind em, they cant see me, 

doing numbers like AC DC, 

and the streets in a recession, 

but Im still spending from Confessions, 

homie thats why I aint stressin, 

these yungun really need to learn a lesson, 

cant doubt me, you wont out me, 

wouldnt even have a style without me, 

uh uh ya, I can see behind the smiles, 

wasnt rocking with me then dont be jocking me now, 

 

and its simple elementary, 

just say pimpin when you mention me, 

she want it I got it, 

she got what I want, 

in Houston they boppers 

Miami they, 

I can give it to you simply, 

my pimpin dont come with sympathy, 

she want it I got it, 

I got what she want, 

whatever you call it Im taking it home, 

 

Im a banquet gladiator with a side tighting, 

this ice in my chain make the whole room lighten, 

Breitling catch your chicks eye like lightening, 

over half a million dollars in Diamonds for your excitement, 

every other day there is a T.I sighting, 

I pass by flying higher than gas prices, 

im the nicest, my life is like uncle lou., 

group of broads nude in the room while Im getting chewed, 

picture three chicks bumping lollipop remix, 

say they cant believe this, 

sounded like cement, she went down 

and she came up now I then we change up, 

didnt drop one drop got everything up, 

like Clinton to be become famous, 

we can become the best of friends, 

or remain strangers, 

pay attention and Ill show you how to do your thing bru, 

 

and its simple elementary, 

just say pimpin when you mention me, 

she want it I got it, 

she got what I want, 

in Houston they boppers 

Miami they, 

I can give it to you simply, 

my pimpin dont come with sympathy, 

she want it I got it, 

I got what she want, 

whatever you call it Im taking it home, 

 

Shout out to my my T.I 

 

-Quentin 

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