Rack City Lyrics

Rack City - Tyga

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"Rack City"

("Well Done 2" Mixtape Version)

[Intro:]

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch, rack

Rack, rack, rack city bitch, city bitch

Mustard on the beat

Hah!

[Verse 1:]

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Ten ten ten twenties on ya titties bitch

100 deep V.I.P. no guest list

T-Raw you don't know who you fucking with?

Got my other bitch fucking with my other bitch

Fucking all night nigga we ain't celibate

Make it sound too dope I ain't selling it

Bar fresher than a motherfucking peppermint

Gold Letterman last kings killing shit

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

I got ya grandma on my dick (ha ha)

Girl you know what it is

[Hook 2x:]

Rack city bitch, rack, rack, city bitch [x3]

Ten, ten, ten, twenties and the fifties bitch

[Verse 2:]

I'm a motherfucking star (star)

Look at the paint on the car (car)

Too much rim make the ride too 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 ain't got no ass bitch wear a poncho

Head hancho got my seat back

Nigga staring at me don't get bapped

Got my shirt off the club too packed

It's too turned going up like gas

God damn pull out my racks

Mike Mike Jackson nigga yeah I'm bad

Rat T-T-T-Tatted up on my back

All the hoes love me you know what it is

[Hook 2x:]

Rack city bitch, rack, rack, city bitch [x3]

Ten, ten, ten, twenties and the fifties bitch

[Outro:]

Throwing hunnids, hunnids

Hunnids, hunnids

Throwing hunnids, hunnids

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

Hunnids, hunnids

Throwing hunnids, hunnids

Hunnids, hunnids

Rack city bitch, rack, rack city bitch

(Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey...)