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