Baggage Lyrics

Twenty-one, live, a savage

But she got a little bit too much

Too much of that baggage

See what I'm going through, won't claim that baddie

And I ain't playing baby

Or Russian roulette with a loaded pole

She twenty-one, live, a savage

But she got a little bit too much

Too much of that baggage

Baby said she wanna just have some fun

Oh well okay, I'm about it

But understand afterwards when we're done

I ain't claiming none of these baddies

Imma take the loving when I'm on the run

Imma take my loving with me, on the run

Five rounds, two out, two down, you done

When we add it up it'd be four sum

So this'n right here gonna be the one

But I gotta hunch

Couple lil bitches jumping out the bunch

Brady with the touchdown pass, six up

Nine down, on the pussy I proceed to munch

Gone beat it up, the beat in which that is

At least it's what I've prayed for I've seen it all sense

I lost all that, I seen the offense

The best way to defend, and precaution

The beat caustic, and the acid strong

If the ass ain't thick, leave the cheeks alone

Sweet lil bashful chick, her hiding behind clothes

A lil ratchet bitch, and she a freak I know, like

Hit it with some caution kiddo

Told me that she wanted it, so long

Thinking that I lost it in her

But really what she wanted was my soul

I ain't even opted in yet

Sub in yo position and play yo role

Malicious and narcissistic

Is it really every one takes their toll

She twenty-one, live, a savage

But she got a little bit too much

Too much of that baggage

Baby said she wanna just have some fun

Oh-Well-okay, I'm about it

But understand afterwards when we're done

I ain't claiming none of these baddies

Imma take the loving when I'm on the run

She twenty-one live a savage (on the run)

But she got too much baggage (cause I'm on the run)

Twenty-one live a savage (in the beating sun)

But she got too much

Too much, too much, too much

Too much baggage (concede just once)

She twenty-one live a savage (when I leave it alone)

But she got too much baggage (we'll see who come)

And I ain't claiming none of these baddies

Young T.Hov seen that shit

I needa get back off this, I feel a way

About that, and I see your vengeful ways

Vent out, now these all fade away

Lil thangs, put a beat on bounce around

And this'n talk like she scared to dance and play

Clothes off, and the things she saying now

I couldn't help thinking this bitch is cray

I'm so far outta that box now

Had to get to get to switching and play my role

Hope next time when you're knocked down

You don't get to hitting up on my phone

Looking for a man get ya bossed out

I ain't really tryna be ya daddy ho

Typa chick ya wanna dodge, get out

She's Russian roulette with a loaded pole

She twenty-one, live, a savage

But she got a little bit too much

Too much of that baggage

Baby said she wanna just have some fun

Oh-Well-okay, I'm about it

But understand afterwards when we're done

I ain't claiming none these baddies

Imma take the loving when I'm on the run

She twenty-one live a savage (on the run)

But she got too much baggage (cause I'm on the run)

live a savage (in the beating sun)

But she got too much

Too much, too much, too much

Too much baggage (concede just once)

She twenty-one live a savage (when I leave it alone)

But she got too much baggage (we'll see who come)

And I ain't claiming none of these baddies

Too much of that baggage

Too much of that baggage, no

I ain't gone claim that baddie

She got too much damn baggage bro

Too much claiming with them lames and baby

I ain't playing baby (Fuck these hoes)