Rack City Lyrics by Tyga


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Rack City Lyrics
[Intro:]
Rack rack city bitch [repeat]
Mugga on the beat

[Verse 1:]
Rack city bitch Rack Rack city bitch
Ten Ten Ten twenty on ya titties bitch
100 deep V.I.P. no guest list
T-Raw you don't know who you f*ckin with?
Got my other bitch f*ckin with my other bitch
F*ckin all night nigga we ain't celibate
Make sound too dope I ain't sellin it
Bar fresher than a muthaf*ckin peppermint
Gold leather man last king killin shit
Young money Young money yeah we gettin rich
Get ya grandmom off my dick (haha)
Girl you know what it is

[Hook: x2]
Rack city bitch Rack Rack city bitch [x3]
Ten ten ten twenties and them fifties bitch

[Verse 2:]
I'm a muthaf*ckin star {star}
Look at the paint on the car {car}
Too much rim make the ride to hard
Tell that bitch hop out, walk the boulevard
I need my money pronto
Get it in the morning like Alonzo, Rondo
Green got cheese like a nacho
If you don't got no ass bitch wear poncho
Head hancho got my seat back
Nigga staring at me don't get bapped
Got my shirt off the club to packed
It's too turnt going up like gas
God damn pulled out my rags
Mike Mike Jackson nigga I'm back
RaT-T-T-T-Tatted up on my back
All the hoes love me you know what it is

[Hook: x2]
Rack city bitch Rack Rack city bitch [x3]
Ten ten ten twenties and them fifties bitch

[Outro x2: Tyga]
Throwing hundreds hundreds
Hundreds Hundreds
Rack rack city bitch
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