[Intro] Rack rack city, bitch Rack rack rack city, bitch Rack, rack rack rack city, bitch Mustard on the beat
[Verse 1] Rack city, bitch, rack rack city, bitch Ten, ten, ten, twenty on yo titties, bitch 100 deep VIP, no guest list T-Raw, you don't know who you fuckin with Got my other bitch fuckin' with my other bitch Fuckin' all night, nigga we ain't celibate Niggas say I'm too dope, I ain't sellin it But I'm fresher than a motherfuckin' peppermint Gold Lettermans, Last King killin shit Y-Young Money, Young Money yeah, we gettin' rich Got ya grandma on my dick [haha] Girl you know what it is
[Hook] Rack city bitch, rack rack city bitch Ten, ten, ten, twenties and them fifties bitch Rack city bitch, rack rack city bitch Ten, ten, ten, twenties and them fifties bitch Rack city bitch, rack rack city bitch Ten, ten, ten, twenties and them fifties bitch
[Verse 2] I'm a muthafuckin' star [star] Look at the paint on the car [car] Too much rim make the ride too hard Tell that bitch hop out, walk the boulevard I need my money pronto Get it in the morning like Alonzo Rondo, green got cheese like a nacho If you don't got no ass, bitch, wear a poncho Head honcho got my seat back Nigga staring at me, don't get bapped Got my shirt off, the club too packed It's too turnt going up like gas Goddamn, pulled out my rags Mike, Mike Jackson, nigga I'm Bad Rat-tat-tat-tat, tatted up on my back All the hoes love me, you know what it is
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[Outro] Throwing hundreds, hundreds Hundreds, hundreds Rack rack city bitch Throwing hundreds hundreds Hundreds Hundreds Rack rack city bitchTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
