Текст: Messy Marv. Bagg Up.

(feat. Sean Paul)

[Messy Marv:]
I'm in this bitch and I'm feelin myself
I take so many pills they say I'm killin myself,
I rep my block, ride in a drop,
And I bag a nigga back once they see this chop.
The black in here thick man u niggas is hoes
Step on my air ones and I fill u with holes
These niggas know what it is
Say it ain't so and I show u it is
Fuck that shit everybody go dumb,
Beat a niggas ass till yo hands go numb
Throw it in the air let em know what I'm reppin,
Don't get fucked up nigga watch where your steppin
This pussy motha fucka finda get his ass stomped
I don't need a rockstar to keep a mothafucka crunk
Runa mouth on u mayne, u ain't from where I stay
Nigga click clack mothafuckin usa

[Chorus:]
(Brush em off brush em off, bagg up bagg up)
(Brush em off brush em off, bagg up bagg up)
(Brush em off brush em off, bagg up bagg up)
(Brush em off brush em off, bagg up bagg up)

[Sean Paul:]
I'm from atlanta this real country grammar
We ball everytime a nigga get up out tha slammer
Ridin old skools, sittin on 4s
Stickin aks out the lamborgini doors
Gotta keep the heat cause these niggaz ice cold
Kickin in the door layin niggas on the door
Niggas poppin pills, other niggas on blow
Niggas mind gone quick to let the thang go
Why beezy real g toe choppers
Somethin that I popped, flip, push it then drop it
Thizz real talk all day chin checkins
Toppin off work with my west side connection
I'm Sean Paul ya'll niggas know Messy
Now she rollin with me when u niggas start fencin
Brush em off me mayne, ain't from where I stay
Click clack east side a-t-l ga.

[Chorus:]
(Brush em off brush em off, bagg up bagg up)
(Brush em off brush em off, bagg up bagg up)
(Brush em off brush em off, bagg up bagg up)
(Brush em off brush em off, bagg up bagg up)

For real nigga u better stop talkin that shit
U pussy ass niggas ain't walkin that shit
Actin like it's good me and my boys ain't jokin
For a bust a bitch head wide open
Yeah fuck u and fuck him
Man the rest of u niggas that u with fuck them
The bartender ran outa remy
First nigga outa line gettin hit with this semi
All my niggas gota gun in this bitch
Fuck ya'll niggas we runnin this bitch
All my niggas gotta coke white tee
So watch your drank nigga whan u walk by me
I come from a place called I don't give a fuck
Fuck da dj I tear this bitch up
Ain't know love for a bitch u ain't from where I stay
Nigga click clack california usa

[Chorus:]
(Brush em off brush em off, bagg up bagg up)
(Brush em off brush em off, bagg up bagg up)
(Brush em off brush em off, bagg up bagg up)
(Brush em off brush em off, bagg up bagg up)