"Respect Her Bag" lyrics
JNabe, Nawlage & LATENIGHTJIGGY Lyrics
For those of ya that never mind...
(Nawlage)
Work work work that's job
She gotta make her money that's law
I know ya ex man see it as a flaw
But I love the way you do your job
He must be broke
Be a joke
He don't like it when you model
That's a no
And he thinks serving bottles is for hoes
Never mind being a stripper
Cause he's closed minded
But if it isn't trust
Why do you get so mad
(Why you get so mad)
Shawty just needs her bag
(She just needs her bag)
To get by
(Get on by)
Why do you give a fuck (Woo)
Girl why you get so sad
He outta respect you girl
That's law
Say goodbye
(Pop pop bands full of ones)
(Fingaz)
I'll never treat you like he does, girl
(I'll never treat you like he does)
I'm not here judge, girl
(I'm not here to judge)
I came to show you love
Now Ima
Pop pop bands full of ones, baby
Maybe he don't understand
But I understand
It make me a better man
He gave me the upper hand
Shake something girl shake
(Mad) (Shake)
(I see your boy gettin' mad)
Don't let the drama slow you down
I'ma show you now
How I hold you down
(Tell me why)
You don't like her look
But her look
Got her every table booked
I know you like em in the kitchen
So I'ma tell you let em cook, aye
But if it isn't trust
Why do you get so mad
(Why you get so mad)
Shawty just needs her bag
(She just needs her bag)
To get by
(Get on by)
Why do you give a fuck (Woo)
Girl why you get so sad
He outta respect you girl
That's law
Say goodbye
(Pop pop bands full of ones)
Latenight
He gon have you saying goodbye
(Go go go go)
He confusing a boss with living 2 lives
And getting money having good time
If I was in his shoes I will be just fine
No dejes que ese bobo effect you
Deja que hable tu efectivo
I'd never ever disrespect you
No me compare con el tipo mami
Que soy incomparable (facts)
Eso lo sabe everybody (todo el mundo)
De su cuerpo tengo la llave
Y todo los codigos se los sabes
Y por eso
You could get you want
Pídelo que tu quieras
Conmigo gon' have fun
Soy to lo que tu esperas
If it isn't trust
(Fingaz)
Why do you get so mad
Se busca su bag to get by (Get on by)
(Pop pop bands full of ones)
Why do you give a fuck (Woo)
Girl why you get so sad
He outta respect you, girl
That's law
Say goodbye
(Pop pop bands full of ones)
This goes out to all my
Bottle girls and my strippers
Latenight
Bartenders, servers
Nawlage
Baby keep doin your thing
JNabe, JNabe
OnlyFans
JNabe
Selling feet pics
(I know he mad cause you gettin' that paper)
Cooking food
Giving massage whatever
(Keep gettin' that paper, baby)
(Fingaz)
Just keep doin' your thing, baby
(Nawlage)
Work work work that's job
She gotta make her money that's law
I know ya ex man see it as a flaw
But I love the way you do your job
He must be broke
Be a joke
He don't like it when you model
That's a no
And he thinks serving bottles is for hoes
Never mind being a stripper
Cause he's closed minded
But if it isn't trust
Why do you get so mad
(Why you get so mad)
Shawty just needs her bag
(She just needs her bag)
To get by
(Get on by)
Why do you give a fuck (Woo)
Girl why you get so sad
He outta respect you girl
That's law
Say goodbye
(Pop pop bands full of ones)
(Fingaz)
I'll never treat you like he does, girl
(I'll never treat you like he does)
I'm not here judge, girl
(I'm not here to judge)
I came to show you love
Now Ima
Pop pop bands full of ones, baby
Maybe he don't understand
But I understand
It make me a better man
He gave me the upper hand
Shake something girl shake
(Mad) (Shake)
(I see your boy gettin' mad)
Don't let the drama slow you down
I'ma show you now
How I hold you down
(Tell me why)
You don't like her look
But her look
Got her every table booked
I know you like em in the kitchen
So I'ma tell you let em cook, aye
But if it isn't trust
Why do you get so mad
(Why you get so mad)
Shawty just needs her bag
(She just needs her bag)
To get by
(Get on by)
Why do you give a fuck (Woo)
Girl why you get so sad
He outta respect you girl
That's law
Say goodbye
(Pop pop bands full of ones)
Latenight
He gon have you saying goodbye
(Go go go go)
He confusing a boss with living 2 lives
And getting money having good time
If I was in his shoes I will be just fine
No dejes que ese bobo effect you
Deja que hable tu efectivo
I'd never ever disrespect you
No me compare con el tipo mami
Que soy incomparable (facts)
Eso lo sabe everybody (todo el mundo)
De su cuerpo tengo la llave
Y todo los codigos se los sabes
Y por eso
You could get you want
Pídelo que tu quieras
Conmigo gon' have fun
Soy to lo que tu esperas
If it isn't trust
(Fingaz)
Why do you get so mad
Se busca su bag to get by (Get on by)
(Pop pop bands full of ones)
Why do you give a fuck (Woo)
Girl why you get so sad
He outta respect you, girl
That's law
Say goodbye
(Pop pop bands full of ones)
This goes out to all my
Bottle girls and my strippers
Latenight
Bartenders, servers
Nawlage
Baby keep doin your thing
JNabe, JNabe
OnlyFans
JNabe
Selling feet pics
(I know he mad cause you gettin' that paper)
Cooking food
Giving massage whatever
(Keep gettin' that paper, baby)
(Fingaz)
Just keep doin' your thing, baby
