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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
James Brown
James Brown
Vocals
Dave Matthews
Dave Matthews
Performer
Fred Wesley
Fred Wesley
Trombone
Gordon Edwards
Gordon Edwards
Bass
Hugh McCracken
Hugh McCracken
Guitar
Jimmy Madison
Jimmy Madison
Drums
Joe Farrell
Joe Farrell
Tenor Saxophone
Jon Faddis
Jon Faddis
Trumpet
Randy Brecker
Randy Brecker
Trumpet
Sam Brown
Sam Brown
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dave Matthews
Dave Matthews
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Brown
James Brown
Producer
Bob Both
Bob Both
Mixing Engineer

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Three, four I got a bag of my own Now, baby Stop all that gabbing We don't need No backstabbing Gotta take my stuff Take care of all my My good stuff, aw You know I'm grown I've got a bag of my own, oh, aw On my good book I don't back up Take my tea From my favorite cup, my Beat, my groove is still Out of sight Got the hook Protect my love, right I'm three times seven You know I'm grown I got a bag of my own, ooh, eeh Wait a minute I sweat all day And half of the night Take care of it And handle it right My body's built like a 32-20-45 frame Don't shoot nothing But ball and chain By the time 'fore you can cock it Ten times 'fore you can stop the storm, love Don't knock it, if you don't wanna rock it, aw Hit me, hit me I know I'm grown I got a bag of my own, ooh, ooh Good at it Can't get enough Got to, got to do my stuff So, then, hit me, hit me I got a bag of my own Baby, stop all that gabbing We don't need No backstabbing Gotta change structure Take care all Of my good stuff, ha You know I'm grown You know I'm grown Now, hit me I sweat all day And half of the night Take 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, aw, yeah Shoot, aah, ooh, ooh, hee hee Hit me, good God Gotta change my way Gotta change my way, huh Come on, come on, band Hit me, hit me, hit me Hit me, hit me, hit me, yeah-eeh, eeh Hit me, good God Got a bag of my I got a bag of my own Hit me, good God I, I, I, I, I got a bag of my, aw I'm getting happy But God, hit it Save my soul Make me, make me Save my soul, whoo-hoo, hoo Everybody
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