Throw It In The Bag
Fabolous/The-Dream Lyrics


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(You already know what it is)
We got another one boy, (A-T-L)
(Just throw it in the bag)
What's up Brooklyn?, Whats up son?
What's up Fabo?, Ay man, I got that black Amex wit me
Aka that throw it the bag card, yeah!

Now I know you ain't over there starin' at my girl
Yeah I know you ain't over there starin' at my girl
Nigga I know you don't call yourself hollarin' at my girl
I know you don't call yourself hollarin' at my girl
I keep her in Louboutin, Louie Vuttion
Gucci down to her feet, yup just like me
I'm the one, with them ones
Fuck the price on the tag
Just throw it in the bag

Un huh un huh un huh
Just throw it in the bag
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag

Look at price tags
Where they do that at?
Heard that in A-T-L
When I'm in A-T-L
Just ask my baby girl
I treat that lady well
Ain't nothin' so so
An I know JD well
A couple Benz's, black white gray C.L.
Got niggas lookin' like, did we miss a Mercedes sale?
Don't wonder what I do, just know they pay me well
They keep that Gucci and that Louie on my labi-els
That's the way we feel
Must be nice man
You wit the right man
You ain't gotta price scan, or ask how much
Now what I look like?
Son I'm from Brooklyn, what it look like?
You get it, 'cause I got it
I got it, so you get it
In my Miami they say, don't stop get it get it
Mami do the speedy
Daddy do the duffel
Bag full of chips
We ain't talkin' ruffles

Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag

See I know what I'm a tell her
The same thing that the bank robber told the teller
"Just throw it in the bag"
That's the way it suppose to be
A real nigga posed to help you out with the groceries
Just throw it in the bag
Paper or plastic, it's safer to ask it
So dead that nigga, I will pay for the casket
That Remy Mar' got him spittin' plenty bars
Broke ass nigga couldn't buy the mini bar
So get with Loso
He ain't got to no so
Such a gentlemen dozen bottles of that rose Mo
Oh you gotta man, well you need a richer one
Meet me in the parking lot, the place say get you one
Meet me at the register
I'm there on the regular
Them niggas price checkin'
You can help them in a second
As we proceed to give you what you need
Like we breakin' down the weed
Shorty just throw it in the bag!

Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag

Everybody do the throw it in the bag
Hey throw it in the bag
Everybody do the throw it in the bag
Hey throw it in the bag
Everybody do the throw it in the bag
Hey throw it in the bag

Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag
Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag




Uh huh uh huh uh huh
Just throw it in the bag

Overall Meaning

The song "Throw It in the Bag" by Fabolous featuring The Dream was released in 2009 as a single from Fabolous' album, "Loso's Way". The song was produced by Tricky Stewart, which adds to its catchy and groovy beats. The lyrics of the song tell a story of a man who is protecting his lady from other men who are admiring her by flaunting his wealth and willingness to buy her anything she desires. He compares his girlfriend's fashion to his own luxurious lifestyle, hinting at his success.


The lyrics are a true representation of the rap industry's golden era, where boasting about money, power, and women seems to be the most attractive topic. Despite its catchy beat and relatable storytelling, "Throw It in the Bag" did not top any chart tables but rather remained a popular club and party song. It is a song with a strong message about materialism and the power of money, a message that still resonates in the 21st century.


Line by Line Meaning

(You already know what it is)
We have another hit on our hands.


We got another one boy, (A-T-L)
We have another hit song, this one is for Atlanta.


(Just throw it in the bag)
Buy anything you want, don't worry about the price.


What's up Brooklyn?, Whats up son?
Greetings to Brooklyn, the place where I come from.


What's up Fabo?, Ay man, I got that black Amex wit me
Greetings to myself, I have a black American Express card with me.


Aka that throw it the bag card, yeah!
This credit card is also known as the 'throw it in the bag' card.


Now I know you ain't over there starin' at my girl
I hope you're not looking at my girl in a disrespectful way.


Yeah I know you ain't over there starin' at my girl
I'm sure you're not staring at my girl, right?


Nigga I know you don't call yourself hollarin' at my girl
I am certain that you didn't try to talk to my girl.


I know you don't call yourself hollarin' at my girl
I'm sure you didn't shout at my girl, right?


I keep her in Louboutin, Louie Vuttion
My girl wears expensive shoes and bags from famous brands.


Gucci down to her feet, yup just like me
She has Gucci shoes like me, all the way down to her feet.


I'm the one, with them ones
I'm the one with the money.


Fuck the price on the tag
Money is not an issue, don't worry about the price.


Just throw it in the bag
Just buy everything she wants and throw it in the bag.


Look at price tags
Why bother looking at the prices?


Where they do that at?
Where do people actually care about the prices?


Heard that in A-T-L
Atlanta is where people don't care about the prices.


When I'm in A-T-L
When I'm in Atlanta, I act like I don't care about the prices.


Just ask my baby girl
Just ask my girl, she knows how I treat her.


I treat that lady well
I treat my girl properly.


Ain't nothin' so so
Nothing is mediocre or average here.


An I know JD well
I am acquainted with Jermaine Dupri.


A couple Benz's, black white gray C.L.
I have a few black, white, and gray Mercedes C.L. vehicles.


Got niggas lookin' like, did we miss a Mercedes sale?
People are wondering if there is a sale on Mercedes because of my cars.


Don't wonder what I do, just know they pay me well
You don't need to know what I do, just know that I get paid well.


They keep that Gucci and that Louie on my labi-els
My labels always have Gucci and Louis Vuitton on them.


That's the way we feel
That's how we feel about money and luxury items.


Must be nice man
It's great to have money and be able to afford nice things.


You wit the right man
You're with a man who can give you nice things.


You ain't gotta price scan, or ask how much
You don't need to check the price, just buy it.


Now what I look like?
Do I look like an ordinary person to you?


Son I'm from Brooklyn, what it look like?
I'm from Brooklyn, you know what it means.


You get it, 'cause I got it
You understand what I'm saying because I have money to back it up.


I got it, so you get it
I have money so you can understand my lifestyle.


In my Miami they say, don't stop get it get it
In Miami, people say to keep getting money and not stop.


Mami do the speedy
My girlfriend buys things quickly.


Daddy do the duffel
I carry the money in a duffel bag.


Bag full of chips
I have a bag full of money.


We ain't talkin' ruffles
We're not talking about potato chips.


See I know what I'm a tell her
I know what I'm going to say to her.


The same thing that the bank robber told the teller
I'm going to say the same thing a bank robber says to the teller.


"Just throw it in the bag"
Just give me the money and put in the bag.


That's the way it suppose to be
That's how it's supposed to be when you have money.


A real nigga posed to help you out with the groceries
When you have money, it's expected to help people out, even with their groceries.


Paper or plastic, it's safer to ask it
When you have money, it doesn't matter if you use paper or plastic bags.


So dead that nigga, I will pay for the casket
I will pay for the funeral of anyone who tries to mess with me.


That Remy Mar' got him spittin' plenty bars
The rapper Remy Ma has inspired me to rap well.


Broke ass nigga couldn't buy the mini bar
His financial situation is so bad that he can't even buy a miniature bar.


So get with Loso
Come and hang out with Fabolous.


He ain't got to no so
He doesn't have to know everything.


Such a gentlemen dozen bottles of that rose Mo
I'm a gentleman, I buy a dozen bottles of rose Moet.


Oh you gotta man, well you need a richer one
Your current boyfriend is not rich enough, you need a richer one.


Meet me in the parking lot, the place say get you one
Meet me in the parking lot, I'll buy you a car.


Meet me at the register
Meet me at the checkout counter.


I'm there on the regular
I go there often.


Them niggas price checkin'
Other people are checking the prices.


You can help them in a second
You can help them check the prices and buy their items quickly.


As we proceed to give you what you need
As we continue to provide what you want.


Like we breakin' down the weed
Like we are breaking down marijuana to smoke it.


Shorty just throw it in the bag!
Just buy everything and throw it in the bag!


Everybody do the throw it in the bag
Everyone, just throw everything you want in the bag.


Hey throw it in the bag
Put anything you want in the bag, don't worry about the price.




Lyrics Β© Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: John Jackson, Terius Nash, Christopher Stewart

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@Carlos-lp2dz

I play this song when I take my girl to Dollar tree πŸ˜‚

@justme-iv5yq

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I feel sorry for people who weren't on this kinda music

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