left you to stay Oh shopping bag lady, asleep on the snow If you had your fortune you?d trade it for a kind hello Oh shopping bag lady, the winter winds
about fifty glocks And I pop, pop, pop out my pretty pink drop Lil shop pumpin rocks up in the parkin lot Pull up in the light, with a coupe With a bag
[C-Murder] who's da killer whos the motherfuckin nigga the one that pull the gun the one that squeaze the fucking trigger the cops wanna ask me, wanna
I can do dat 'Cause I ain't got a lady or a spouse, I can do dat You know I'm ridin' S type Jags, I can do dat No belt, so my Guess might sag, I can
They say probable cause (Probable cause) Probable cause, probable cause (Yeah) You don't have to break no laws They say probable cause (Word) Now who
180 on tha house I can do dat Cause I ain't got a lady or a spouse I can do dat You know I'm ridin' S type Jags I can do dat No belt so my Guess might
Translation: Guess Who. Shopping Bag Lady.
bag the hogg New York State of Mind doesn't mind, murderin my kind We even got our own converting across the line He turned swine, guess his ass'll learn
fifty glocks And I pop, pop, pop out my pretty pink drop Lil shop pumpin rocks up in the parkin lot Pull up in the light, with a coupe With a bag, matchin
