Текст песни «Yc - Racks On Racks Rmx»

(ft. Twista)

[Intro - YC:]
What U Got (Racks On Racks On Racks)
He Got (Racks On Racks On Racks)
We Got (Racks On Racks On Raaaaacks) Leh Go
I Got (I Got Racks On Racks On Racks)
She Got (Racks On Racks On Racks)
They Got (Racks On Racks On Racks)

[Chorus:]
Got Campaigne Going So Strong
Getting Brain While I'm Talking On Da Phone
Spend Money When Ya Money's Long
Real Street Niggas Ain't No Clone
We At Da Top Where We Belong
Drank Lean, Rose', Patron
Smoking On 1000 Dollas Worth Of Strong
When Da Club Bout To Hear Dis Sooonngg

(Got Racks On Racks On Racks)
(Racks On Racks On Racks)
(Racks On Racks On Racks)
(Got Racks On Racks On Raaaaaacks)

(Got Racks On Racks On Racks)
(Racks On Racks On Racks)
(Racks On Racks On Racks)
(Niggas Hate Me FaalllBaaacckk)

[Verse 1 - YC:]
Gotta Car Lot In My Garage, Gotta Condo Down Near The Stars
I'm Geeked Up Off Dem Bars, Gotta Car I Ain't Even Gotta Park
No Key Push Button To Start, She Ain't A Dime I Won't Get Hard
Got Hoe's Dat Need A Green Card, Say I'ma Dogg But I Don't Even Bark
Got Em Biting His Swag Like Sharks, When I Hit It I'ma Knock It Out The Park
Trap Beat So Got Damn Hard, Got Kush Got Lean Got Bar
That RE RE Hard To Scale, Got Bricks Don't Need No Scale
I'm Plugged In With The Mail, I'm Part Of The Cartel
That ReRock Ain't No Clean, 62 Hundred For A Neen
Said Fuck It All Up On Jeans, I'ma True Religion Phein
Got Bands In The Pockets Of My Jeans, Need A Kickstand Way I Lean
Promethazine Phein, Styrofoam, Sprite And Lean

Chorus:
Got Campaigne Going So Strong
Getting Brain While I'm Talking On Da Phone
Spend Money When Ya Money's Long
Real Street Niggas Ain't No Clone
We At Da Top Where We Belong

Drank Lean, Rose', Patron
Smoking On 1000 Dollas Worth Of Strong
When Da Club Bout To Hear Dis Sooonngg


(Got Racks On Racks On Racks)
(Racks On Racks On Racks)
(Racks On Racks On Racks)
(Got Racks On Racks On Raaaaaacks)

(Got Racks On Racks On Racks)
(Racks On Racks On Racks)
(Racks On Racks On Racks)
(Niggas Hate Me Faalll Baaacckk)

Everybody wanna hate me cause I'm home
Go ahead cush .. by the zone
Just to... spin it ..'cause I like this song
When I .. Maserati car ..full of jar
...and everybody know who you are
Get money ..through the dough Chicago cago cago
Anybody wanna ....
Might as well get it off your check
Everybody ...there
I don't see mother f*ck as a prayer
cause I Got Racks On Racks On Racks
Just ..I salute you ...'cause I manipulate ...
... if you're tryin' to give it to me in a dough
I just ...let you know.

[Chorus:]

[Verse 3 - YC:]
Gotta Know I Keep Dem Racks, I Stay Counting Them Stacks
Dem Girls Want Leave Me Lone, One Fuck Now She Attaaaatched
Flow Hot Don't Need No Match, Sell Work Don't Pay No Tax
I'm Turned Up To The Maxx, Don't Even Know How To Relaaaax
I Drink So Much Damn Lean, Had To Wake Up On A Bean
Got Racks Off In My Jeans, Man Busting Out The Sceeeene
Got Kush All In My Lungs, Get High Like Ching-Ching Chong
Eight-Hundred A Zone, Ain't Blowing It Less It's Strooong
She Hate On My iPhone, Catch Mine And Then I'm Gone
This Girl Want Leave Me Lone, I Can Not Take Her Hoooome
I'm Gone Off Them Bars, Bitch I'm Not A Star
I'm Driving Foreign Cars, Strapped Up No Bodyguuaaaard.

[Chorus:]