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letra de racks up - sept3mbr

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(intro)
gotta go get my bands, woah

(chorus)
gotta go get my racks up
gotta go get my bands up
gotta go get my racks up
gotta go get my bands up
c-cky ain’t no dub , ay
wock’hard mix it up
purple stains up in that cup
yeah i’m sipping up

woah woah
pop a perc , cope
ay, ay
running through these hoes
ay
pour some drank and float
ay
trissy help me cope
gotta go get my racks up
gotta go get my bands up
gotta go get my racks up , ay ay
gotta go get my bands up
(verse)
carlo_wayne

i sip codein purp, huh ,like every day , uh
n-ggas know i’m dangerous they digging up their graves , uh
homie steady hating but he probably saying my name , huh
on that don juli, pour on keisha , pour on lean
gotta go get my racks up ,uh
gotta fill up my bag, uh
you gotta see my pain , uh
sip codein with drugs , huh
shordy wanna suck me up yeah she own it , she an asset
i don’t f-ck with you, f-ck with wayne, huh i just need my racks

(intro)
gotta go get my bands, woah

(chorus)
gotta go get my racks up
gotta go get my bands up
gotta go get my racks up
gotta go get my bands up
c-cky ain’t no dub , ay
wock’hard mix it up
purple stains up in that cup
yeah i’m sipping up
woah woah
pop a perc , cope
ay, ay
running through these hoes
ay
pour some drank and float
ay
trissy help me cope
gotta go get my racks up
gotta go get my bands up
gotta go get my racks up , ay ay
gotta go get my bands up

(verse)
sept3mbr

shoot a n-gga for sum rack up
gotta go get sum bands up
sticky with a swisha
ball like melo , lay up
i ain’t never told , till i’m f-cking old
stick to the code
ghostface been ghost
swear that sh-t might need a toast

(bridge)
gotta go get my racks up
gotta go get my bands up
gotta go get my racks up , ay ay
gotta go get my bands up
(verse)
1c-cky

yeah i’m with the whoas
we just poured a 4
shoot a p-rno with your b-tch huh bangbro ,ay ay
gotta make sure the family fed we ain’t going broke
all i need is a bad b-tch and some good dope
oops, i forgot the racks don’t feel the same without the drugs ,ay
i keep puffing gas mamma told me stop the ack
i can’t never lack ridin round with the gang ,ay
you can keep the fame boy i want them f-cking racks, ohh
and i’m still the same , if he diss turn him into a pack

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