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lirik lagu i got that sack remix – yo gotti

b-tch iexplain’m sacked up b-tch i’m racked
up b-tch i’m stacked up i say now big gold madelion look like big
bottle of ace
someone looked and told her girlfriend, b-tch they
spraying me she said b-tch won’t you chill, girl
that’s just that n-gg- chain won’t you sit back
and chill, and watch that n-gg- do his thang
say i’m flaked up shining, b-tch i’m looking like
a brick hit gotti on his iphone like boy you
gotta hit got a seven hundred thousand lambo in
the lot leave straight up out the b-tch and whip
a lambo in the pot going hard turnt up i’m
blowing bands up in this b-tch man i’m bout to
start throwing rubber bands up in this b-tch
man you see me out shining n-gg- know i got
that 4 all you n-gg-s here hating know i
leave it with your hoe taking blunts to the head,
i’m dj khaled in this b-tch all you n-gg-s talking tough put a
address on that sh-t yeah it’s 29 yeah them
n-gg-s know i got that pack all my grinding all year,
b-tches know i got set

in the club goin’ hard, n-gg-s know i got them
racks in the kitchen whippin’ hard, n-gg-s know
i got that sack in this b-tch goin hard, n-gg-s
know i got them racks in the kitchen whippin’ hard,
n-gg-s know i got that
sack i rock gucci, louis prada n-gg-s know i
shop at saks
f-ck they know i shop at fifth f-ck the money don’t make
you real
b-tch i’m racked up, shawty buy my cars off the
lot thirty bills for a show and 35 for a block
on myself about my deal, yeah that’s a half of
mill half of mill 500 yeah that’s a half of crib

b-tch i’m million dollar living, chilling, cooling by
the pool in the club going hard, throwing money
like a fool and the main feel hard, so i know what
she gonna do suck the skin off the d-ck, she be
wetter than a pool right on, right on the club
my iphone shawty got some tight on
and if she call me, she gone for the night, hoe
smack it on her -ss, pulling her from the back
she want it she can get it
cause she know i got that s-x
they call me nascar got it n-gg- all you is zoom
yeah i’m scr-pped up shawty, n-gg- all you
hear is boom

got sick racks and big sacks
i’m filled up with big gats
we will f-ck you try us
them hoes won’t deny us
my swag get me erythang
guess money can’t buy bruh
i’m the truth what god love jehova allahja
stack dough so tall till its hard to see i’m where you wanna be, can’t
dodge the g
running with a crew n-gg- hard as me
12 years in the game no robbery
hey n-gg- talk that sh-t i do for real i bought maybachs cash brand
new for real
a lil deal for the crib it’s super ill
my grand kids’ll live off my tunchehi deal
chuchi, i’m still paid,this music it will wait
100 they still hate…twice and i’m still straight
got old money and a new bank filthy rich n-gg- who
ain’t
i’m moving maine what you can’t am i sacked up, what
you think?
in the club goin’ hard, n-gg-s know i got them
racksin the kitchen whippin’ hard, n-gg-s know i
got that sack in this b-tch goin hard, n-gg-s
know i got them racks in the kitchen whippin’
hard, n-gg-s know i got that sack

- yo gotti

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