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letra de joe - dcth4g

[chorus]
yeah, ran up them racks, i’ma get me some more
i’ma drop all them bands to the motherf-ckin’ floor
got two bad hoes, stay callin’ my phone
feel like kevin, this b-tch in the crib all alone
b-tch wan’ call on my name, i’ll appear like joe
i just worry bout the bag, i don’t worry about no hoe

verse 1]
i just worry bout them racks, i don’t care about no b-tch
yeah, that hoe just keep me distracted
i walk out the crib and i go where them racks is
big-ass bands gon’ flip, gymnastics
hop in the lamb and this b-tch goin’ nasty
i pop out his hoe and they say i’m fantastic
i’m stretchin’ these bands, n-gga, like elastic
i got me thеm racks, b-tch, it’s everlasting
i go to the top, n-ggas cannot pass mе
yeah, lil’ b-tch, don’t know why you try
hop in the whip and i don’t gotta drive
pool full of racks and my n-gga gon’ dive
disrespect, n-gga, you all gon’ die
got a tec’ in this b-tch, i fire, fire, fire
n-gga play with gang, and then get thrown in the trash
got a b-tch in the crib and then she shakin’ the ass
and then i hop in the whip and then i get me the racks
and then i hop in this b-tch and then i’m doin’ the dash
yeah, you n-ggas, you can’t keep up
on the top of the mountain, you can’t reach up
got a mouthful of d-ck, tell the b-tch, speak up
knockin’ real hard sh-t in the d-mn speakers
n-ggas ain’t gonna make it, and that’s because
all of you p-ssy n-ggas who hatin’ just suck, b-tch
[chorus]
yeah, ran up them racks, i’ma get me some more
i’ma drop all them bands to the motherf-ckin’ floor
got two bad hoes, stay callin’ my phone
feel like kevin, this b-tch in the crib all alone
b-tch wan’ call on my name, i’ll appear like joe
i just worry bout the bag, i don’t worry about no hoe

[outro]
b-tch, huh, oh yeah yeah, n-gga

- dcth4g

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