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Peneiro - Racks on Me (feat. Freshanova) Lyrics



Peneiro - Racks on Me (feat. Freshanova) Lyrics
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You know I got'em
You know I got'em
Talk to'em
You know I keep dem
Racks on me
Bitch I got dat bag on me
The way them diamonds flash on me
She keep bouncing that ass on me
Racks on me
Racks, Racks
Racks on Me
The Way them diamonds flash on me
She keep bouncing that ass on me
I got Racks
Keep dem racks on me
F*ck I need with a wallet
I'm stuffin deposits
You niggas too broke to acknowledge
Couple birds worth of sneakers
F*ckin stuffed in my closet
All my niggas that I loss
I floss in they honor
Live like no manana
Flex like niggas whipping Madonna
While niggas livin off they Baby Momma
Ha... Haaa
Got'em drowning off the wave
Call the coast guard
Bitch I'm so far gone
I'm sending post cards
Honestly, I'd rather be dead than broke Nigga
Nigga
Yo baby daddy a broke Nigga
And i ain't had a f*ck
To lend thee all Summer
Might blow the small face Benji's all Summer
You know I keep dem
Racks on me
Bitch I got dat bag on me
The way them diamonds flash on me
She keep bouncing that ass on me
Racks on me
Racks, Racks
Racks on Me
The Way them diamonds flash on me
She keep bouncing that ass on me
I got Racks
Here I go talking dat shit again
Wads in my pockets filled wit Benjamin's
Mase and Diddy
I'm all about the Benjamin's
Got ya girl twirling on me
Like a sit and spin
Spinnnn
Dats before you niggas time
Bounty on my head
Always got money on my mind
Playin wit dem bands
Like LeAnn Rimes
Freshman
Bitch I'm stuck in grade nine
Honestly I'd rather be dead than broke
Nigga
Yo baby daddy a broke Nigga
And iont give 2 f*cks
Been that nigga since free lunch
Thumbing thru the bread getting paper cuts
You know I keep dem
Racks on me
Bitch I got dat bag on me
The way them diamonds flash on me
She keep bouncing that ass on me
Racks on me
Racks, Racks
Racks on Me
The Way them diamonds flash on me
She keep bouncing that ass on me
I got Racks
Stacked Up
Sack UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Stacked Up
Sack UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Up... UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Up... Up
Bitch I'm Racked Up
Stacked Up
Sack UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Stacked Up
Sack UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Up... UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Up... Up
Bitch I'm Racked Up
Stacked Up
Sack UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Stacked Up
Sack UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Up... UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Up... Up
Bitch I'm Racked Up
Stacked Up
Sack UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Stacked Up
Sack UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Up... UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Up... Up
Bitch I'm Racked Up
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You know I got'em
You know I got'em
Talk to'em
You know I keep dem
Racks on me
Bitch I got dat bag on me
The way them diamonds flash on me
She keep bouncing that ass on me
Racks on me
Racks, Racks
Racks on Me
The Way them diamonds flash on me
She keep bouncing that ass on me
I got Racks
Keep dem racks on me
F*ck I need with a wallet
I'm stuffin deposits
You niggas too broke to acknowledge
Couple birds worth of sneakers
F*ckin stuffed in my closet
All my niggas that I loss
I floss in they honor
Live like no manana
Flex like niggas whipping Madonna
While niggas livin off they Baby Momma
Ha... Haaa
Got'em drowning off the wave
Call the coast guard
Bitch I'm so far gone
I'm sending post cards
Honestly, I'd rather be dead than broke Nigga
Nigga
Yo baby daddy a broke Nigga
And i ain't had a f*ck
To lend thee all Summer
Might blow the small face Benji's all Summer
You know I keep dem
Racks on me
Bitch I got dat bag on me
The way them diamonds flash on me
She keep bouncing that ass on me
Racks on me
Racks, Racks
Racks on Me
The Way them diamonds flash on me
She keep bouncing that ass on me
I got Racks
Here I go talking dat shit again
Wads in my pockets filled wit Benjamin's
Mase and Diddy
I'm all about the Benjamin's
Got ya girl twirling on me
Like a sit and spin
Spinnnn
Dats before you niggas time
Bounty on my head
Always got money on my mind
Playin wit dem bands
Like LeAnn Rimes
Freshman
Bitch I'm stuck in grade nine
Honestly I'd rather be dead than broke
Nigga
Yo baby daddy a broke Nigga
And iont give 2 f*cks
Been that nigga since free lunch
Thumbing thru the bread getting paper cuts
You know I keep dem
Racks on me
Bitch I got dat bag on me
The way them diamonds flash on me
She keep bouncing that ass on me
Racks on me
Racks, Racks
Racks on Me
The Way them diamonds flash on me
She keep bouncing that ass on me
I got Racks
Stacked Up
Sack UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Stacked Up
Sack UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Up... UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Up... Up
Bitch I'm Racked Up
Stacked Up
Sack UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Stacked Up
Sack UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Up... UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Up... Up
Bitch I'm Racked Up
Stacked Up
Sack UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Stacked Up
Sack UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Up... UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Up... Up
Bitch I'm Racked Up
Stacked Up
Sack UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Stacked Up
Sack UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Up... UP
Bitch I'm Racked Up
I Got Racks
Up... Up
Bitch I'm Racked Up
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Writer: Aundre Cotton, VERNON HINTON
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