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B-B-Bankroll Got It Yeah, I think she wanna break up, I think she had too much Oh, the weight of it all, I'm a backbreaker Oh, the weight of it all, I'm a bag chaser I keep my spots spaced out, I keep that guap raked up Yeah, backbreaker, bag chaser Shorty need some MAC makeup Good coke, it gon' cake up Hit the pot, it gon' bake up Move to LA, go Lakers Hair grown out, got no shape up Niggas broke, got no paper Treatin' me like they savior Got a Benz in my face Got a little boy on the way No hoes, them bags gettin' chased Stayin' in shape, movin' this weight I'm tipsy, grippin' her waist Lil shorty go at my pace Put that little ass in my face Give her the code to the safe Yeah, I think she wanna break up, I think she had too much Oh, the weight of it all, I'm a backbreaker Letras de cancionesOh, the weight of it all, I'm a bag chaser I keep my spots spaced out, I keep that guap raked up Yeah, backbreaker, bag chaser Shorty need some MAC makeup Good coke, it gon' cake up Hit the pot, it gon' bake up Move to LA, go Lakers Hair grown out, got no shape up Niggas broke, got no paper Treatin' me like they savior From Letras Mania