Testo Rake It Up - Y2K Remix - Yo Gotti feat. Y2K & Nicki Minaj
Testo della canzone Rake It Up - Y2K Remix (Yo Gotti feat. Y2K & Nicki Minaj), tratta dall'album Rake It Up (Y2K Remix)
I tell all my hoes, "Rake it up"
Break it down, bag it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up (fuck it up, fuck it up)
Back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)
Rake it up, rake it up (rake it up, rake it up)
Back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)
I tell all my hoes (what?), "Rake it up" (rake it up)
Break it down (break it down), bag it up (bag it up)
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up (fuck it up)
Fuck it up, fuck it up (fuck it up)
Rake it up, rake it up (rake it up)
I made love to a stripper, first I had to tip her
Twenty thousand ones, she said I'm that nigga
I said "I'm that nigga, bitch I already know it"
I come with bad weather, they say I'm a storm
VVS's in my charm, that's a Rockefeller chain
I was sendin' bricks to Harlem back when Jay was still with Dame
I'm in Phillipe Chow, I got a Patek on
Got a stripper with me, she picked up the check, homes
She gon' fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
She don't need make-up, make-up, make-up
She gon' rake it up, rake it up, rake it up
Tell the nigga pay up, pay up, pay up
She said "Pay for the pussy, pay for the pussy"
Wait for the pussy, wait for the pussy
Asked God to forgive me (why?)
'Cause I prayed for the pussy, prayed for the pussy
I tell all my hoes, "Rake it up"
Break it down, bag it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up (fuck it up, fuck it up)
Back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)
Rake it up, rake it up (rake it up, rake it up)
Back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)
I tell all my hoes (what?), "Rake it up" (rake it up)
Break it down (break it down), bag it up (bag it up)
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up (fuck it up)
Fuck it up, fuck it up (fuck it up)
Rake it up, rake it up (rake it up)
Yo, yo
Brought out the pink Lamborghini just to race with Chyna
Brought the Wraith to China just to race in China
Lil' bad Trini bitch, but she mixed with China
Real thick vagina, smuggle bricks to China
I tell all my niggas (yo), cut the check (cut the check)
Bust it down, turn your goofy down, pow
I'ma do splits on it, yeah, splits on it
I'm a bad bitch, I'ma throw fits on it
I'ma bust it open, I'ma go stupid and put hits on it
I don't date honey, cookie on tsunami
All my niggas wife me once they get that good punani
I think he need a Bonnie, I might just let him find me
Never trust a big butt and a smile, word to Ronnie
Reppin' Queens like Supreme, ask Webb and Nitty
Ask Bimmy and Joe, nigga run me my dough
This game is freezin' like it wait in the cold
Nickname is Nicki, but my name ain't Nicole
I tell all my hoes, "Rake it up" (mm)
Break it down, bag it up (ah, ah, ah)
Fuck it up, fuck it up (fuck it up, fuck it up)
Back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)
Rake it up, rake it up (rake it up, rake it up)
Back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)
I tell all my hoes (what?), "Rake it up" (rake it up)
Break it down (break it down), bag it up (bag it up)
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up (fuck it up)
Fuck it up, fuck it up (fuck it up)
Rake it up, rake it up (rake it up)
Well I'm the dope boy, the one they talkin' about
All these gossipin' ass niggas got my name in they mouth
I know the bad bitches, but know niggas who bitches too
They should bleed once a month, 'cause that's what these bitches do
You a (bitch), and your bitch should expose you
All that pillow talkin', nigga, that's what the hoes do
You a (bitch), word to my nigga $hort
We won't ever write no statement, we ain't showin' up in court
(Bitch) We don't do no gossipin', we don't do no arguin'
We don't beef on social sites, we just hit our target
We don't do no rumors, we don't pay no shooters
You a lil' bitty-bitty bitch, you should work at Hooters
You a old hater, you a fuckin' cougar
You a (bitch), and he a (bitch), man, y'all like twin sisters
Respect your hustle, get your money, baby, win with us
Your boyfriend actin' like a (bitch), then why you still with him?
I tell all my hoes, "Rake it up"
Break it down, bag it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up (fuck it up, fuck it up)
Back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)
Rake it up, rake it up (rake it up, rake it up)
Back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)
I tell all my hoes (what?), "Rake it up" (rake it up)
Break it down (break it down), bag it up (bag it up)
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up (fuck it up)
Fuck it up, fuck it up (fuck it up)
Rake it up, rake it up (rake it up)
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Writer(s): Todd Anthony Shaw, Onika Tanya Maraj, Mario Mims, Samuel Gloade, Michael Len Ii Williams
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