I know I go from Bags To Bitches
I'm just a sucker for a pair
If I could learn to lock my britches,
I'd be a millionaire

I flaunt and fling, bling bling and riches
On every beauty I behold
I just may wind up diggin' ditches
With no more gold...

I open my heart,
And a safe tumbler spins
To fashion my passion
The cashin' begins
Lord, where's the will to just still,
Not fulfill, all these sins?

I seek the magic wand of witches,
To wave and let a spell be cast
Then there'll be no more Bags and Bitches,
I'll know true love, at last

I open my heart
And a safe tumbler spins
To fashion my passion,
The cashin' begins
Lord, where's the will to just still,
Not fulfill all my sins..

I need the magic wand of witches
To wave until a spell is cast
So, there'll be no more Bags And Bitches,
I'll find true love, at last