- Yo Gotti RA可IT up 歌詞
- Yo Gotti
- Ear Drummers. Ear Drummers. Ear Drummers.
Aw, this the strip club anthem, nigga, what's up
Young Money
Yeah, me and Mike WiLL pull up to AOD back to back
Them AMG 63's (Mike WiLL Made-It, nigga)
I tell all my hoes: Rake it up
Break it down, back it up
F**k it up, f**k it up(f **k it up f**k it up)
Back it up, back it up(back it up back it up)
Rake it up, rake it up(rake it up rake it up)
Back it up, back it up(back it up back it up)
I tell all my hoes (what)
Rake it up(rake it up rake it up rake it up)
Break it down , back it up(back it up back it up)
F**k it up, f**k it up(f**k it up)
F**k it up, f**k it up(f**k it up)
F**k it up, f**k it up(f**k it up)
Rake it up, rake it up(rake it up)
I made love to a stripper (stripper)
First I had to tip her (phrrr)
20 thousand ones (woo)
She said I'm that nigga (I am)
I said I'm that nigga
Bitch, I already know it (I know it)
I come with bad weather (ksh)
They say I'm a storm (aye)
VVS in my chum, that's a Roc-A-Fella chain
I was sending bricks to Harlem back
When Jay was still with Dame
I'm a Phillipe Chow (what)
I got a Patek on ( okay)
Got a stripper with me
She pick up the check, home (phrrr)
She gon' f**k it up, f**k it up, f**k it up
She don't need makeup (makeup)
She gon' rake it up, rake it up
Rake it up until a nigga pay up (pay up)
She said pay for the pussy
Pay for the pussy (pay)
Wait for the pussy, wait for the pussy (wait)
Ask God to forgive me (why)
'Cause I pray for the pussy, pray for the pussy
Itell all my hoes: Rake it up
Break it down, back it up
F**k it up, f**k it up(f**k it up f**k it up)
Back it up, back it up(back it up back it up)
Rake it up, rake it up(rake it up rake it up)
Back it up, back it up(back it up back it up)
I tell all my hoes (what)
Rake it up(rake it up rake it up rake it up)
Break it down, back it up(back it up back it up)
F**k it up, f**k it up(f**k it up)
F**k it up, f**k it up(f**k it up)
F **k it up, f**k it up(f**k it up)
Rake it up, rake it up(rake it up)(Yo, yo)
Brought out the pink Lamborghini
Just to race with Chyna
Brought the Wraith to China
Just to race in China
Lil' bad trini bitch but she mixed with China
Real thick vagina, smuggle bricks to China (woo)
I tell all my niggas (yo)
Cut the check (cut the check)
Buss it down, turn your goofy down, (down) pound
I'ma do splits on it, yes, splits on it (splits)
I'm a bad bitch, I'ma throw fits on it (fits)
I'ma bust it open
I'ma go stupid and be a ditz on it ( ditz)
I don't date honey, (no) cookie on tsunami (oh)
All my niggas wife me once
They get that good punani (oh)
I think he need the panty
I might just let him find me
Never trust a big butt and a smile, word to Ronnie
Rep Queens like Supreme, ask Web and Nitty
Ask Bimmy and Joe, nigga run me my dough
Wrist game is freezing like it wait in the cold
Nickname is Nicki but my name ain't Nicole
I tell all my hoes: Rake it up
Break it down, back it up
F**k it up, f**k it up(f**k it up f**k it up)
Back it up, back it up(back it up back it up)
Rake it up, rake it up(rake it up rake it up)
Back it up, back it up(back it up back it up)
I tell all my hoes (what)
Rake it up(rake it up rake it up rake it up)
Break it down, back it up(back it up back it up)
F**k it up, f **k it up(f**k it up)
F**k it up, f**k it up(f**k it up)
F**k it up, f** k it up(f**k it up)
Rake it up, rake it up(rake it up)
Well, I'm the dough boy
The one they talking about
All these gossiping ass niggas
Got my name in they mouth
I know the bad bitches
But know niggas who bitches too
They should bleed once a month
'Cause that's what these bitches do
You a bitch and ya bitch should expose you
All that pillow talking nigga
That's what the hoes do
You a bitch, word to my nigga, Short
We won't never write no statement
We ain't showing up in court, bitch
We don't do no gossiping
We don't do no arguing
We don't beef on social sites
We just hit our target
We don't do no rumors (rumors)
We don't don't pay no shooters (brrr)
You a little bitty bitch
You should work at Hooters (yo)
You a old hater, you a f**king cougar
You a bitch and he a bitch
And y'all like twin sisters
Respect ya hustle, get ya money
Baby, win with us
Ya boyfriend acting like a bitch
Then why you still with him
I tell all my hoes: Rake it up
Break it down, back it up
F**k it up, f**k it up(f**k it up f**k it up)
Back it up, back it up(back it up back it up)
Rake it up, rake it up (rake it up rake it up)
Back it up, back it up(back it upback it up)
I tell all my hoes (what)
Rake it up(rake it up rake it up rake it up)
Break it down, back it up(back it up back it up)
F**k it up, f**k it up(f**k it up)
F**k it up, f**k it up(f**k it up)
F**k it up, f**k it up(f**k it up)
Rake it up, rake it up(rake it up)
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