Joey Trap - Racks lyrics

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Joey Trap - Racks lyrics

[Intro] Traphouse Mob Luca on the track [Chorus] Racks How you gon' say you get money? You know that ain't facts (Know that ain't facts) We in the booth getting [?] and I'm sitting here countin' up stacks (Racks) How you gon' call that sh*t "Za"? You know that sh*t isn't no pack (That's mid) I got your shorty on fire, she out her blowing her back (Her back) [Verse] Facts I tell your shorty "Relax" (Woah) Baby, I still got [?] Make a b*tch run a mile to flex (Run) Woah, movin' I was out trappin', my ni**a, the fu*k is you doin'? (fu*k is you doin'?) I'm with your shorty, she clappin', you know that b*tch steady be choosin' (Clap) When is you ni**as gon' pack it up 'cause you just steady be losin'? (Pack up) I get why these pussies by actin', it's probably 'cause my life a movie (Movie), woah I don't talk to you, ni**a, we bend blocks (Woah) Y'all steady talk to the police, my ni**a, y'all been opps Ayy, you act like shorty a queen, but she is a big thot (Thot) It ain't holiday, we at your crib takin' big shots (Boom, boom, boom) She feel excited, I brought your new b*tch to the trap spot (Trap spot) You entertaining, my ni**a, you pussies some mascots (Mascots) Style, it took your shorty a while (Woo) She fell in love with the sound (Huh?) She fell in love 'cause I'm wild (Wild) Wild (Wild), woah (Woah) I get the money, you don't (Nah) I get the money and go (Huh?) These ni**as hate on the road (Road) Pole (Woah), baow We hit your face, body (Body) ni**a was talkin', he Rowdy He get a clip if he doubt me (Grrrt) Try me (Try), wildin' ni**a, I feel like I'm Fivie (Fivie) I got this big drip on me (Drip) I got your shorty beside me (Drip), woah [Chorus] Racks How you gon' say you get money? You know that ain't facts (Know that ain't facts) We in the booth getting [?] and I'm sitting here countin' up stacks (Countin' up racks) How you gon' call that sh*t "Za"? You know that sh*t isn't no pack (That's mid) I made your short a hustler, I'm sittin' here blowing her back (Her back) Racks How you gon' say you get money? You know that ain't facts (Know that ain't facts) We in the booth getting [?] and I'm sitting here countin' up stacks (Countin' up racks) How you gon' call that sh*t "Za"? You know that sh*t isn't no pack (That's mid) I made your short a hustler, I'm sittin' here blowing her back (Her back)