I Got A Bag Of My Own - James Brown

Now, baby

Stop all that gabbing

We don’t need

No backstabbing

Come take

Take care of all of mine

My good stuff

You know I’m grown

I’ve got a bag of my own

On my good book

I don’t back up

Take my tea

From my favorite cup

My groove is still

Out of sight

Got the hook

Protect my love, right

Three times seven

You know I’m grown

I got a bag of my own

Wait a minute

I sweat all day

And half the night

Taking care of business

Handle it right

My body’s built like a

32−20−45 frame

Don’t shoot nothing

But ball and chain

Don’t knock it if

You don’t want to rock it

Hit me, hit me

I know I’m grown

I got a bag of my own

Can’t get enough

Got to, got to do my stuff

Hit me, hit me

I got a bag of my own

Baby, stop all that gabbing

We don’t need

No backstabbing

Got to change my ways

Taking care all

Of my good stuff

You know I’m grown

Now, hit me

I sweat all day

Half of the night

Taking care of business

Handle it right

My body’s built like a

32−20−45 frame

Don’t shoot nothing

But ball and chain

Shoot, shoot, shoot

Shoot, ahhh

Hit me, good God

Got to change my ways

Come on, come on, band

Hit me, hit me, hit me

Hit me, good God

I got a bag of my own

Hit me, good God

I, I, I, I got a bag