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Skladatelia
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Texty: Akon. I'm Leaving.

Got the car gased up(gased up)*
Money in my bag (In my bag)
I'm leavin' and never comin' back
(comin' back)
Got the jet gased up(Gased up)
Money in my bag(In my bag)
I'm leavin' and never comin' back
(Comin' back)
Baby Baby
(Put your hands in the air Rock City)
(Right About Now)
[Verse 1:]
I'm sorry but I got to go
Got to get this money though
Kiss me when I'm on my way
On my Way up out the door
Gucci rag money in my bag You
already know
Virgin's Islands benz and my pants
saggin' to the floor
Just a nigga from the hood and I
won't stop(mmmmmmmm)
At least not until I make it to the top
(mmmmmmmm)
Selling off the dresser
Don't want my Gucci sweater
I gotta get this chedder so...
See I refuse to go back
That's why I got my bags packed
I just want you to know that
I've been huslin' lately baby it's crazy
[Chorus:]
Baby Baby
Got the car gased up
Money in my bag
Gucci rag on pants saggin' off my ass
I'm leavin' and never comin' back
I gotta go make this cash Baby Baby
Got the jet gased up
Money in my bag
Louie rag on pants saggin' off my ass
I'm leavin' and never comin' back
I gotta go make this cash
Baby Baby
[Verse 2:]
See me ridin' real low sa
Headin' towards boda
The only way to get it is to get it off
the corna
Real top shakta since the day that I
was born ya
Left St. Thomas cause' it gettin' so
hard now
Hard times is what we can't stand
If you with me let me hear ya say

"Brom Brom"
So me can't stop(Me can't stop)
Not there(Not there)
Caught me done that(Me done that)
I done been there
See I refuse to go back
That's why I got my bags packed
I just want you to know that
I've been huslin' lately baby it's crazy
[Chorus:]
Baby Baby
Got the car gased up
Money in my bag
Gucci rag on pants saggin' off my ass
I'm leavin' and never comin' back
I gotta go make this cash Baby Baby
Got the jet gased up
Money in my bag
Louie rag on pants saggin' off my ass
I'm leavin' and never comin' back
I gotta go make this cash
Baby Baby
[Verse 3: Akon]
I'm out North for the summer
I'm South for the winter
I'm all around the world tryin' to
make shit better
I gotta tell you good good-bye
I gotta tell you good good-bye
I'm out North for the summer
I'm South for the winter
I'm leavin' January I'll be gone til'
November
I gotta tell you good good-bye
I gotta tell you good good-bye
[Chorus:]
Baby Baby
Got the car gased up
Money in my bag
Gucci rag on pants saggin' off my ass
I'm leavin' and never comin' back
I gotta go make this cash Baby Baby
Got the jet gased up
Money in my bag
Louie rag on pants saggin' off my ass
I'm leavin' and never comin' back
I gotta go make this cash
Baby Baby
Rock City
Akon
Swizzy
It's Amazing Man