[Hook]
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Who that on the pole? Is she that on the pole?
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Who that on the pole? Is she that on the pole?
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[Wale]
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Who that on the pole? Is she that on the pole?
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If you ain't gettin' dough shawty, you don't get to go
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And yeah we up in stadiums, quarterbacking hoes
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My money for fourth and long, but you do not get to throw
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Rack, Rack City shit
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Penny for your thoughts, and a twenty for your titties
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And a hundred for your smile, I'mma be here for a while
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I'mma be up with them ounces, I'll see you when you out
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Stuntin' for the fuck of it, I ain't with the sucka' shit
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All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government
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Fuck whoever judge ya', and trick whoever love ya'
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But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle
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Yeah, Rack, Rack City shit
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She ain't right like them old rap city skits
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I got many chicks, blue and black Penny kicks
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Strippers at 30 tellin' niggas that they 26
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[Chorus a¢æ¡° Tyga]
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Rack city bitch Rack Rack city bitch [x3]
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Ten ten ten twenties and them fifties bitch
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[Fabolous]
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Silver Emblem, 2 black Rs
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Who's that in the nice black car?
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Autops came back up, results are?
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Cause of deatha¢æ|bars
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Gotta killa fo, fo the llama
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Gotta killa hoe, half Columbiana
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Half Dominicana, Poke her from Behind-a
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Work out a little bit, get the rest from her mama
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Black city Bitch, Black outta a¢æ?03
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California king kush, black out from OG
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You made ya death bed, now lay in it
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The end is here, start sayin it
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[Young Jeezy]
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I'm in my other car, bout to get my other car
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You like to talk to him, man, it's a seminar
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12 carats, man that's all ears
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1 through 6, man, it's all years
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Got mah other broad talking with my other broad
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All them in the back talking to mah other broad
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Ok lil lay we gotta full something
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3 bitches in my bed, bout 4 something
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Sal and my nigga hit that
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He ain't nuttin, Sal and my nigga split that
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Suit game, bag it, she might know something
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But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow something
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Yeah you know what that mean, you tonight girl
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But if your bull, I'll leave ya wit a white girl
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It's all we doing nigga, ass n' tits
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A-town nigga, yeah, strap six
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[Chorus x2]
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Rack city bitch Rack Rack city bitch [x3]
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Ten, ten, ten twenties and them fifties bitch
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[Tyga]
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Black 4s, red drop head doors
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Got ya whore doing shit that's uncalled for
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I see these bitches callina¢æ|I just hit ignore
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J's bon ton four, outta hot contour
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Ain't got a¢æ?em? Erry blood goin stop a¢æ?em
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120 in the ghost take the bitch shoppin
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Niggas will open it up, cuz they ain't poppin
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Ain't got nuttin to comment with niggas wit no commas
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Red headorama, Rack City Junk yarding
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I be ahead of these nigga Last King, Guillotine
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YMCMB Nigga take defeat
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Pack a bad bitch then pass it to my nigga Meek
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[Meek Mill]
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Meek Milly, Racked up Racked out
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And I'll be countin money till I pass out
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Hundred racks of hundreds in the Stash house
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And I'll be sayin something when I mash out
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In the Lambo lookin like a fly
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I shine like somthin in the sky
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These haters hope I hurry up and die
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Cuz my bitch look like she said hurry up and bye
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[T.I.]
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Me and three females in the CL
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Pink toe nails tell like a B12
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Tell a¢æ?em all betta keep it on the DL
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No phone, no twitter, no email
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Diamonds in the chain, none in the rear
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Fall the King of Diamonds, bitch you ate shit
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Pocket racked up, all big faces
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At the party crib, full of broads all naked
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Bros hate cases, We pop daily
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We stay faded, need no occasion
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Latins and Asians, Black, Caucasian
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I'll go crazy for days in amazement
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[Chorus x2]
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Rack city bitch Rack Rack city bitch [x3]
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Ten, ten, ten twenties and them fifties bitch
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Rack City (Remix)
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| Tyga |
