Empty Your Bag

That artful tongue is good for
More reasons than one
Those lips get a 10 for caress
But need more work
When it comes to finesse
Need you to say less
Baby do more
Run up a cheque
Show me Dior
If you gon' lie
Lie to me in luxury
If I'm gon' cry
Wanna cry in Dubai

Love don't cost a thing
But somebody's got to pay

Boo'd up, boo'd up
Man I dusted all these niggas now it's
Who's up, who's up
Yeah you better get ready to get
Chewed up, chewed up
A stick up, stick up
You stay getting these bags to get your
Lick up, lick up
If you like her then Nike her
If you adore her Dior her
If you proud of her Prada her
You cherish her Chanel her
Lies so sweet, don't get bitter
Boy quit playing get your game up
Baby just do better
Do a little more, a little more
Or she'll be gone mi amor yeah
Do a little more, a little more
Or she'll be gone mi amor

Love don't cost a thing
But somebody's got to pay

Don't get me wrong
You know I love you
But I need a little more
Than just you
The love I have for you
Can't pay my dues
Maybe I'm hurt
It's possibly pain
But I can't love you in vain
I just wanna know
I didn't leave empty-handed

Love don't cost a thing
But somebody gotta pay
I've given you everything
And all I have is the games
You've played



Credits
Writer(s): Nicola Chairmaine Granger, Cedric Granger, Khadija Sibiya
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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