Bag lady, you gonna hurt your back   Dragging all them bags like that   I guess nobody ever told you   All you must hold on to   Is you, is you, is you      One day all them bags gonna get in your way   One day all them bags gonna get in your way   I say, one day all them bags gonna get in your way   One Day all them bags gonna get in your way      So, pack light   Oh, oh      Bag lady you gone miss your bus   You can't hurry up    Cause you got too much stuff   When they see you comin'   Niggas take off runnin'   From you, it's true   Oh, yes they do      One day he gonna say "you crowding my space"   One day he gonna say "you crowding my space"   I say, one day he gonna say "you crowdin' my space"   One day he gonna say "you crowdin my space"       So pack light   Oh, oh      Girl, I know sometimes it's hard and we can't let go   Oh, when someone hurts you oh so bad inside   You can't deny it, you can't stop crying   So oh, oh, oh   If you start breathin'      So, where my garbage bag lady   Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go    What about the grocery bag lady   Betcha love can make it better   I'm talkin' to my Gucci bag lady   Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go   What about my paper sack lady   Betcha love can make it better   What about my nickle bag lady   Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go