Fabolous
Fabolous - Racked Up Shawty lyrics
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Chorus Racked up shawty, racked up shawty All these bitches call me racked up shawty x2 Meek Mill Racks all on my wrist, racks all on my neck I spend racks all on my bitch look at these racks all on my check Nigga I'm racked up and I'm racked out fuck a bitch til she tap out Fuck a bitch then I pass out and my pockets all in Jay Stack house Cus I balled hard I'm swag out all black Maybachs out Ya niggas just spit shit and I live the shit that I rap bout See these racks came from my crack house dirty money like diddy Hammers niggas aint never seen got 30 off in that 50 Now tell them hoes that I'm busy tell them hoes that I'm ballin I done fucking not answered now why this hoe keep callin Ya niggas be frauding acting like Yo Gotti That shit you call your stash nigga that's racks off in my pocket Chorus Racked up shawty, racked up shawty All these bitches call me racked up shawty x2 Fabolous My shoes cost me a rack, my outfit off the rack My presidential Rolly, I'm callin that Ba-rack Damn I meant Barack too much Ciroc Wont catch me in that passenger that's word to Pac That's word to Big rest in peace to the legends Kill niggas for acting rest in peace to them legends Catch me in that Aston I'm what's up fuck askin They talk behind my bitch back they must have seen her ass then From H-Town like the Astros scorecard her ass 10 Pop pills no aspirin like a ski slope in Aspen It's going down going down, know I brought my ski racks Niggas know my flow cold so I don't ride I ski tracks, I'm Chorus Racked up shawty, racked up shawty All these bitches call me racked up shawty x2 French Montana Racked up I'm racked out, black Ferrari blacked out Black Friday, black Mac, poppin Spades black jack Bitch I'm hotter than fish grease made 250 this week Baddest bitch all in her ballin bitch sports center Ass fat can't sit straight ballin like Griff, Blake Chain blue and white Penn State touring off a Mixtape Racked up shawty chain bout 40 Came in with one bitch left out with 40 Shout my homey Meek Mill shout my homey Fabo Know the crib a couple mill and I aint trying to brag hoe That Coke Boy that Maybach that Bad Boy that stay strap That Ghost fuck that Maybach baddest hoes say that's that Chorus Racked up shawty, racked up shawty All these bitches call me racked up shawty x2