I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the Life I deserve
I gotta get to it
I remember when I fell in love witcha
I thought if I had diamonds
I would have a chance with ya
But
I'm soft chance the rapper
Yet I tried to be a trapper
Thought you loved them hood niggas
So I turned into a capper
I tried to gang bang
Talk slang
But it would never work
Tried to love you 9-5
But my flow would end up broke
I tried to sag my pants
But yet I couldn't
Cause my jeans were skinny
I was so broke
But acted different
Cause I wanted you
Can
Me and you fly together
Let's wipe a motherboard or two
And fly into the nether
My heart bumps into the thunder
Or in any weather
We were birds of any feather
And I wanna fly together
Witcha
(Yeah)
Witcha
(Yeah)
We got caught inside concessions
But I'd rather spend the time
Witcha
(Yeah)
Witcha
(Yeah)
I got jumped into a gang
Cause I had a little thang
For ya
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the Life I deserve
I gotta get to it
I remember times in gym class witcha
I'd sneak off
From my class
To spend time witcha
I'm a skinny nigga
You was lifting weight
I tried to flex
Till I picked the bench press
Then it dropped onto my chest
You're a queen
And I tried to make a move
Like it was chess
I ain't nothing but a knight
My head is higher than a kite
Could I still get to know you
Talk about it all night
I'm sick of flirting
I just wanna
Feel it all over
You had cried on my shoulder
Hit me hard just like a boulder
We was sitting on the floor
Right in front of double doors
I painted smiles on your face
Cause I had you feeling better
Guess this friendship supposed to last forever?
I wanna take it to the next step
With your help
Me and you together
Wedding day and I accept
I just wanna take the next step
With your help
With your help...
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the Life I deserve
I gotta get to it
13 (feat. Breana Marin) Video (MV)
Performed By: 47shawnn
Language: English
Length: 3:19
Written by: 47shawnn, Breana Marin, Deshawn Blanding
47shawnn - 13 (feat. Breana Marin) Lyrics
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I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the Life I deserve
I gotta get to it
I remember when I fell in love witcha
I thought if I had diamonds
I would have a chance with ya
But
I'm soft chance the rapper
Yet I tried to be a trapper
Thought you loved them hood niggas
So I turned into a capper
I tried to gang bang
Talk slang
But it would never work
Tried to love you 9-5
But my flow would end up broke
I tried to sag my pants
But yet I couldn't
Cause my jeans were skinny
I was so broke
But acted different
Cause I wanted you
Can
Me and you fly together
Let's wipe a motherboard or two
And fly into the nether
My heart bumps into the thunder
Or in any weather
We were birds of any feather
And I wanna fly together
Witcha
(Yeah)
Witcha
(Yeah)
We got caught inside concessions
But I'd rather spend the time
Witcha
(Yeah)
Witcha
(Yeah)
I got jumped into a gang
Cause I had a little thang
For ya
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the Life I deserve
I gotta get to it
I remember times in gym class witcha
I'd sneak off
From my class
To spend time witcha
I'm a skinny nigga
You was lifting weight
I tried to flex
Till I picked the bench press
Then it dropped onto my chest
You're a queen
And I tried to make a move
Like it was chess
I ain't nothing but a knight
My head is higher than a kite
Could I still get to know you
Talk about it all night
I'm sick of flirting
I just wanna
Feel it all over
You had cried on my shoulder
Hit me hard just like a boulder
We was sitting on the floor
Right in front of double doors
I painted smiles on your face
Cause I had you feeling better
Guess this friendship supposed to last forever?
I wanna take it to the next step
With your help
Me and you together
Wedding day and I accept
I just wanna take the next step
With your help
With your help...
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the Life I deserve
I gotta get to it
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the Life I deserve
I gotta get to it
I remember when I fell in love witcha
I thought if I had diamonds
I would have a chance with ya
But
I'm soft chance the rapper
Yet I tried to be a trapper
Thought you loved them hood niggas
So I turned into a capper
I tried to gang bang
Talk slang
But it would never work
Tried to love you 9-5
But my flow would end up broke
I tried to sag my pants
But yet I couldn't
Cause my jeans were skinny
I was so broke
But acted different
Cause I wanted you
Can
Me and you fly together
Let's wipe a motherboard or two
And fly into the nether
My heart bumps into the thunder
Or in any weather
We were birds of any feather
And I wanna fly together
Witcha
(Yeah)
Witcha
(Yeah)
We got caught inside concessions
But I'd rather spend the time
Witcha
(Yeah)
Witcha
(Yeah)
I got jumped into a gang
Cause I had a little thang
For ya
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the Life I deserve
I gotta get to it
I remember times in gym class witcha
I'd sneak off
From my class
To spend time witcha
I'm a skinny nigga
You was lifting weight
I tried to flex
Till I picked the bench press
Then it dropped onto my chest
You're a queen
And I tried to make a move
Like it was chess
I ain't nothing but a knight
My head is higher than a kite
Could I still get to know you
Talk about it all night
I'm sick of flirting
I just wanna
Feel it all over
You had cried on my shoulder
Hit me hard just like a boulder
We was sitting on the floor
Right in front of double doors
I painted smiles on your face
Cause I had you feeling better
Guess this friendship supposed to last forever?
I wanna take it to the next step
With your help
Me and you together
Wedding day and I accept
I just wanna take the next step
With your help
With your help...
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally be somebody in this world
I gotta get to the bag
Get this paper
And finally live the Life I deserve
I gotta get to it
Writer: 47shawnn, Breana Marin, Deshawn Blanding
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid