Jonn hart - Birkin bag

24hrs
Jonn Hart, baby
Oh woah, woah

She want me to fly in
Just touch down from the island
When you see what I'm on
Baby, now you wanna try it (wanna try it)
When you see what I'm on, on, on
See what I'm on
I got it ready for you
Take a time out
Let's watch this money line up
Roll a fanto
We be gettin' cashed out from The Bay to Toronto (throw it out)

Whatchu gon' do when the bag gets too heavy?
(You should throw it)
Finna run it up, fifty grand and blow is you ready?
(You should blow it)
Spend it like your birthday, girl, go on, blow the fatty
(You should throw it)
All the money in your Birkin bag, gettin' kinda heavy
(You should blow it)
Spend it like your birthday, girl, go on, blow the fatty
(You should throw it)
You the star of the show, baby girl, you just left for Emmy


Ay 20, why you take too damn long?
It's traffic, can you play my favourite song?
You know that's that new Trey Songz
I wanna kiss you all alone
Red lipstick on styrofoams
Baby, can you call my phone?
Fuck all the rules and just fly out to Paris
Call you my bunny, you draped out in carats
Buy you a new Birkin, I hope that you wear it
I don't fuck with birds, they all look like parrots
Shoppin' for pants, this shit could get pricey
Bought me a mink, these diamonds too icey
She wanted a bag, I got her a car
See what could happen, you fuck with the stars

(You should blow it)
Spend it like your birthday, girl, go on, blow the fatty
(You should throw it)
All the money in your Birkin bag, gettin' kinda heavy
(You should blow it)
Spend it like your birthday, girl, go on, blow the fatty
(You should throw it)
You the star of the show, baby girl, you just left for Emmy

So, girl, go on grab what you want (what you want)
You know they hate when we showin' out (girl, you know they hatin')
I don't play no games, I'm on the way (on the way)
And if you got an attitude, you could bring that
Bring that body when you fiendin'
On my line, on my line when you need it
Ain't worried 'bout a thing, girl believe it
You can go quit your job, you could leave it
Oh, you know I mean it
But, whatchu gon' do when the bag gets too heavy
(You should throw it)

Finna run it up, fifty grand and blow, is you ready?
(You should blow it)
Spend it like your birthday, girl, go on, blow the fatty
(You should throw it)
All the money in your Birkin bag, gettin' kinda heavy
(You should blow it)
Spend it like your birthday girl, go on, blow the fatty
(You should throw it)
You the star of the show, baby girl, you just left for Emmy

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