Who's Got The Bag - The Streets

There's no such thing as a harmless joke There's no such thing as a gentle toke There's no such thing as Panama Jack Who's got the crack? Who's got the crack? Who's got the crack? Who's got the crack? I am a goat in a moat With a boat Who's got the crack? Who's got the crack? Who's got the crack? Who's got the crack? I like it when my hair is poofy I like it when you slip me a roofie I like it when you've got the crack Who's got the crack? Who's got the crack? Who's got the crack? Who's got the crack? I wanna be a hippie But I forgot how to love It's hard to be a garbage man When the sailor stole my glove I wanna be reckless But I'm feeling so uptight Put your mama in a headlock, baby And do it right Who's got the crack? Who's got the crack? Who's got the crack? Who's got the crack? Who's got the crack?

I gotta pour me some more motherfuckin' mud You know that the double R black (D-Roc) Shawty hold it down for her nigga, you know that I fuck with that (fuck with that) Shawty ride around in a new Maybach You know I stay loaded off codeine and Xans I got the bag, I ain't showin' my hand I take your ho and put her in a Lamb' I got the Aston Martin liftin' up (skrrt) And I got that plate of money runnin' up And one diamond, two diamond, I'm doubled, they flooded up Had to spend me a bag for to rock this shit Cut off the money, I find if she lyin' to me You know my criteria resemble a dealer You know I splurge on her until I could spin her You know for a fact that I'm takin' her down Big diamond like crystal, I know she a winner Don't like when I ditch her, lil' shawty too tempered Turn up on these niggas when I try do double up, double up I done ran up my Ms, they know I fuck it up Chase that money real fast, run it up, stack it up Hit the curb in Maybach, and it long like a bus I can't settle for one, all these hoes I done fucked Spend a check on AP, one for her and for her Got my fit lookin' like that I sponsor cigar And you know that it's tough, that's a Moncler puff Bitch, you know I'm a thug Chill all day, back to back, sip mud Don't care what type of nigga that her last dude was And I ain't even really tryna trip 'bout the girl Fuck with her, I give her money up and now I blew a dub 20 ball came from the extras that I paid for the case 'Cause the court got a case on us Don't care what they say, they can't X out us Louis straight from New York, been the one since the start This a rich nigga heart Had to spend me a bag for to rock this shit Cut off the money, I find if she lyin' to me You know my criteria resemble a dealer You know I splurge on her until I could spin her You know for a fact that I'm takin' her down Big diamond like crystal, I know she a winner Don't like when I ditch her, lil' shawty too tempered Turn up on these niggas when I try do double up, double up Bought a watch, I don't know why I started up From the start, I just knew that she ain't gon' be hard to fuck From the back, let me hit, and she know I recorded her In that Bentley, feelin' special when inside And you know that McLaren don't get drove for nothin' I'm gon' forever live if my name die I'm gon' stack up that money forever-ever Shawty hold it down for her nigga, you know that I fuck with that (fuck with that) Shawty ride around in a new Maybach You know I stay loaded off codeine and Xans I got the bag, I ain't showin' my hand I take your ho and put her in a Lamb' I got the Aston Martin liftin' up (Skrrt) And I got that plate of money runnin' up And one diamond, two diamond, I'm doubled, they flooded up