All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
Ima need a hundred thousand for a show
I can hit the strip club and than throw some more
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
She said I smell like weed kush and cologne
I said I smell like money please just leave me lone
I was all alone I was on the road
Yeah had to stack it up let it get some mold
Now I got some dough moneys getting old
Money so damn old how the f*ck can that shit fold
Now when they see me out all the girls they drop it low
Funny how we came up whipping out the bowl
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
Ima need a hundred thousand for a show
I can hit the strip club and than throw some more
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
Rico Santino - Rack$ (feat. Billard) Lyrics
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All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
Ima need a hundred thousand for a show
I can hit the strip club and than throw some more
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
She said I smell like weed kush and cologne
I said I smell like money please just leave me lone
I was all alone I was on the road
Yeah had to stack it up let it get some mold
Now I got some dough moneys getting old
Money so damn old how the f*ck can that shit fold
Now when they see me out all the girls they drop it low
Funny how we came up whipping out the bowl
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
Ima need a hundred thousand for a show
I can hit the strip club and than throw some more
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
Ima need a hundred thousand for a show
I can hit the strip club and than throw some more
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
She said I smell like weed kush and cologne
I said I smell like money please just leave me lone
I was all alone I was on the road
Yeah had to stack it up let it get some mold
Now I got some dough moneys getting old
Money so damn old how the f*ck can that shit fold
Now when they see me out all the girls they drop it low
Funny how we came up whipping out the bowl
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
Ima need a hundred thousand for a show
I can hit the strip club and than throw some more
All these racks coming in they can't fold
All these racks coming in they can't fold
Writer: Rico Quinones
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