Travis Porter - Bag Lady lyrics

A fetish for her bags

A fetish for her ass, shit

A broad name Gina she love Gucci bags
Had to put her on the
Team cause she's truly bad
Marc Jacobs with Michael Kors
She's 5'4 but her ass enormous
My other bitch name Trina from New Orleans
Hit the mall
Might bring me back some Jordans
Chanel bag, Louis bag, Lil mama got em all
Spent five hours just tearin' down the mall
Put her head between my legs
And told me relax
Her fetish for the bags done cost
Me about a hundred stacks
It's the first of the month
I'm on my 30th blunt
And I love my bitch, so I buy her what I want
Talkin diamond bracelets, diamond necklace
Fuckin with me, shawty you'll be flexin'
She be in the club like
"where the bosses at?"
Shawty got so many bags
Man her closet's packed yeah

You know, you a bad mufucka
Cause, I look at you
All your designer bags and
All the shit you do to fix yourself up
I digs you straight like that, haha

One day, all them bags is gon get in your way
One day, all them bags is gon get in your way
I said One day
All them bags is gon get in your way
One day, all them bags is gon get in your way

Say everyday yeah I salute you shawty
Good job, two kids
That's your future shawty?
She pulled up, hit me up in a new Ferrari
Everyday she eat lobster, Calamari
Yeah, it's gon catch up to you one day
But, I'm here to tell you
That you need a break
Let a real nigga take you on a date
Be ready at 7: 30, pick you up at 8
Never a quiet moment, yeah I like that
I know she a strong woman, yeah I like that
Whenever I hit her up, she hit me right back
I know whenever she dip
She gon be right back hahaa
Good chemistry, we got that
The sex so good that she bite back
Had to tell her with that Hollywood
Teach you the game just like a nigga should
Aye Strap, pass me a Sprite real quick
Aye Quez, I guess this one on you right here

I guess nobody ever told you
All you must hold on to
Is you, is you, is you
One day, all them bags is gon get in your way
One day, all them bags is gon get in your way
I said One day
All them bags is gon get in your way
One day, all them bags is gon get in your way

Uh, Lemme make a prediction
I'mma fall in love with a
Bad bitch with an addiction, shit
She said Jimmy Choos' the real cocaine
And Neiman Marcus is the real dope
Louis Vuitton queen in Alexander McQueens
I'm buyin her what she want
And everything that she need shit
She said "Quez I'm in love with double G's"
I said Bitch you know I'm in
Love with them double D's so
I buy her Gucci and I'm
In love with that fatty
Love La Perla on her pussy put
La Perla on her panties
She got a new Rolly and Hermes belt
And she ain't pay for it
That was her man's help yeah
And she hit the gym in the new Lebrons
Steppin out red bottom, crystal Louboutons
And all them hoes be jockin what she got on
And when she, them hoes say she puttin on

Bag Lady, you gon hurt yourself