Hook I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do?
I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do?
You a bad, a bad That thong get lost in the fat
I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do
You a bad, a bad That thong get lost in a fad
I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do
Verse 1 Thank you darly (darling) Buy the barry (bar) I can admit I likes to party! I spent a grip, I swipes the cardy When I heist, ima drips my pricey garmy (garment) I'm the *swami! Hyphy hip-cat I'm "freaky-fit-that", I could rr-ip-pap (rap) Ice on her wrist like high sophis-chat When I dyke w a bitch - that's spicy! Get that!
(hook) I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do?
I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do?
You a bad, a bad That thong get lost in a fat
I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do
I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do?
I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do?
You a bad, a bad That thong get lost in a fat
I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do
Verse 2 Ayo p Do that freaky jam on the beat Iz you with that butter shit- that, that *bonne vie? Did you divvy, did you double dig that-? That song sings- freaky deeky *whistle-wetter Slip that slit, that thong thing (ha!) Hyphy-cheeky-cheddar-checker Get her own cheese, that's a chicken with her head off That's that bitch that won't be wit her Official w that w that whole steez Flight-fleety-feather-witch that whip that long weave nigga!
Bridge They shootin in the parking lot Everybody get low They shootin in the parking lot That ain't where you wanna go Now stand by a soldier, stand by a soldier And work it- whip that muthafuckin ass like I told ya! Stand by a soldier, stand by a soldier And work it- whip that muthafuckin ass like I told ya!
(hook) I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do?
I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do?
You a bad, a bad That thong get lost in a fat
I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do
I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do?
I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do?
You a bad, a bad That thong get lost in a fat
I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do
Ice the berg, white's the fur Ims in the house like nice suburb Pipes on her pout, might pipe the purr (cat; pussy; vagina) Peter pipe been about my *pint for sure! Ims a mermaid, rhymes the nurse I'm little red ride-ride the verse My shimmy shake's inside the shirt Should a dyke and a gay guy try to flirt?
(hook) I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do?
I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do?
You a bad, a bad That thong get lost in a fat
I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do
I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do?
I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do?
You a bad, a bad That thong get lost in a fat
I got racks racks racks, til the atm jam tell me what you wanna do