Lyrics
Yes General…TSB has been briefed on the caper and are ready to complete the mission .. Over
The Southern Brothers are now entering the track ladies and gentlemen
Pulling up to the starting line is
Sir Baggumz aka one-fourth, Nabinski, and Mr. Twip
Remember drivers, the winner is not the one with the fastest car, nit’s the one who refuses to lose
Good luck and gentlemen, start your engines
Another feather in my fedora, well of course
Sir Baggumz aka one-fourth
Ocean’s eleven pulling capers want more
Southern Brothas worldwide on tour
Now way your hands in the air, let it roar (Roar)
I heard you looking for us so we came (Came)
Southern Brothas what a household name (Name)
All aboard, don’t miss the gravy train (Train)
Man we here to entertain
Some of y’all will do anything for fame (Fame)
Say what, that’s a … shame (Shame)
Only the real will remain (Remain)
(On this caper)
Yo (Well of course)
Smooth operator, major operations
Strictly fingering, figures multiplication
Gotta get it back return on reparations
Deduct the struggle don’t need to complications
Fifty-fifty split if it’s one or another
Make that pack a quarter cause it’s Southern Brotha
Pulling capers in daylight no undercover
Pulling off with the duffle bag burning rubber
Pulling g-forces like GTP Porsches
Pulling "'BoostDoctor' off of the tree" horses
Pulling up to the ATM pop the trunk
Not withdrawing money, depositing funk
Instigate the interrogation of stations
Streaming like the semen from ejaculations
Lubricate the mechanism here I come
She open for the taking, Imma get me some
Music
If you want it we got it
(It’s in the bag, it’s in the bag)
Say you need it provide it
(It’s in the bag, it’s in the bag)
Gotta have it supplied
(It’s in the bag, it’s in the bag)
And if ain’t in da stash (Yeah, TSB)
We gone whip the mash
Cake up the batter on this caper
(Let’s keep it going)
Listen
It’s Nicolas Nabinski
NABS on the one two
Boy got the mic in his hand
Yeah, my patwa’s rough
But what you wanna do (What you wanna do)
See them clowns suited up
Yeah, funny you
Get ya hands up
Get ya money (Money money money)
Yeah that’s what I came to do
Ah, gotta make a move
Put the needle to the groove
Ah, everything is digital
Now they want the vinyl (Vinyl)
Catch me digging in the crates
Now switch it up and just give ‘em a little bit
Too much and they od because they can’t handle it (Come on)
It’s Em City World and we running it
Been gone, now I’m back
What y’all thought, I was on punishment
I’m here to reset and punish it
And when you look back at my career
Boy it’s astonishing (So good)
Keep the crowd hype
Got everybody dancing
If you want it boy I got it
(Ain’t no doubt about it)
If you want it we got it
(It’s in the bag, it’s in the bag)
Say you need it provide it
(It’s in the bag, it’s in the bag)
Gotta have it supplied
(It’s in the bag, it’s in the bag)
And if ain’t in da stash
We gone whip the mash
Cake up the batter on this caper