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letra de get my racks up - ak tarantino & d.b chapo

[intro: ak tarantino & d.b chapo]
nice ass girls, said they gon’ f-ck for a buck
do somethin’ strange for a piece of change
and i know we gon’ make ’em holler for a dollar
one of them said they was gon’ suck my d-ck from the back
i ain’t ever have that ever happen to me
i’m tryna just see what that be like

[chorus: d.b chapo]
ayy, i’m gon’ pull up, get my racks up ’cause i like money, money
i’m gon’ pull up, get my bag up, i f-ck with money, money
i’m gon’ pull up with my stack tucked, and munch on gummy, gummies
filled with weed, and it’s slow as f-ck, make me feel dummy, dummy
ayy, i’m gon’ pull up, get my racks up ’cause i like money, money
i’m gon’ pull up, get my bag up, i f-ck with money, money
i’m gon’ pull up with my stack tucked, and munch on gummy, gummies
filled with weed, and it’s slow as f-ck, make me feel dummy, dummy

[verse 1: d.b chapo]
ayy, i’m gon’ pull up, get the racks up
money, money, money, money, get the green bucks
every time i’m fallin’ down, i grab the lean cup
got it spillin’, i be stumblin’, i need a clean up
walk in, make it hot, i turn this sh-t to venus
everybody sayin’ chapo been a g*nius
peanut b-tter whip, allergic to the peanuts
shot a dude up in his head that tried to get between us
ayy, i [?] she get around
i feel like i’m dobby ’cause i [?] house, i beat her in
after i get done, i give the bitty to my twin
’cause i wasn’t feelin’ her, i like the peanut b-tter skin
i done forgi’d up the rims and put the old ones in the bin, b-tch
i can be your miles if you wanna be my gwen
b-tch, i leave a five, i [?] double up and f-ck a ten
i been rollin’ with the [?] been my favorite gin
[chorus: d.b chapo]
i’m gon’ pull up, get my racks up ’cause i like money, money
i’m gon’ pull up, get my bag up, i f-ck with money, money

[verse 2: ak tarantino]
ayy, ayy i got money, i got racks
got a whole backpack of rubber bands on back, lil’ buddy wearin’ cap
he the [?], he’s a [?] for a stack
moon rock in them drums, moonwalk, mike jack
ayy, i need a mic check, is it on yet?
chapo, he been leanin’, he ain’t even hit the bar yet
leave a buddy quakin’, i ain’t even hit his dome yet
we just hit the mall, and i’m just leavin’ with a [?]
ayy, i done got off work, and i’m already in the stu’
finna clock in, yeah, you already know it, sippin’ on juice
i done bought a closet, already been through the roof
she ain’t ever rode a droptop, a four-door coupe

[bridge: d.b chapo & ak tarantino]
i’m gon’ pull up, get my racks up ’cause i like money, money
i’m gon’ pull up, get my racks up ’cause i like money, money
i’m gon’ pull up, get my racks up ’cause i like money, money
i’m gon’ pull up, get my racks up ’cause i like money, money

[verse 3: ak tarantino]
i’ma get the racks up
slap one hunnid pack with the [?]
she a bad b-tch, walkin’ with a fat b-tt
i’ma run a [?] in it, see if i can make that ass jump
.567 make a b-tch back up
i’ma need a forklift if i’ma lift that ass up
nine black clips in the big mac truck
hit him off a skateboard if he tryna act up
[chorus: d.b chapo]
i’m gon’ pull up, get my racks up ’cause i like money, money
i’m gon’ pull up, get my bag up, i f-ck with money, money
i’m gon’ pull up with my stack tucked, and munch on gummy, gummies
filled with weed, and it’s slow as f-ck, make me feel dummy, dummy

- ak tarantino d b chapo

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