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Paroles : Rack City

Rack city
Rack, rack city
Rack city
Rack, rack city
Rack city
Rack, rack city
Rack, city
Rack ah, rack ah city

Got another miss
Lovin' all my southernness
Stayin' up all night, we ain't celibate
Make a sound too dope, I ain't sellin' it
Raw fresher than a malt liquor peppermint
Gold Lettermans, last king killin' it
Young money, young money, yeah we gettin' rich
I got some, Grandma, take a sip
Girl, you know what it is

Rack city!
Rack, rack city!
Rack city!
Rack, rack city!
Rack city!
Rack, rack city!
Ten ten ten twenties and a hundred dollar bill

I need my money pronto
Get it in the morning like Alonzo
Rondo, green got cheese like a nacho
If you ain't got no ass, bitch, wear a poncho
Head honcho got my seat back
I got my shirt off, the club too packed

Ah, damn, pulled out my racks
Like Mike Jackson, baby I'm bad!

Rack city!
Rack, rack city!
Rack city!
Rack, rack city!
Rack city!
Rack, rack city!
Ten ten ten twenties and a hundred dollar bill

Rack city!
Rack, rack city!
Rack city!
Rack, rack city!
Rack city!
Rack, rack city!
Ten ten ten twenties and a hundred dollar bill

I'm down on my last leg
My last leg
For you
I'm down on my last leg
My last leg
For you
I'm down on my last leg
My last leg
For you

Rack city!
Rack, rack city!
Rack city!
Rack, rack city!
Rack city!
Rack, rack city!
Ten ten ten twenties and a hundred dollar bill

Rack city!
Rack, rack city!
Rack city!
Rack, rack city!
Rack city!
Rack, rack city!
Ten ten ten twenties and a hundred dollar bill