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for the racks - lil keed lyrics

[intro: lil keed]
slime rode this
yeah, on everything, i’m tryna get to all that
all the young n*ggas really want you to do is just (turn up, slimeball)
hoo, hoo

[chorus: lil keed]
throw that ass back for them racks (come here)
throw that ass back for them racks (come here)
throw that ass back for them racks (come here)
throw that ass back for them racks (come here)
throw that ass back for them racks (come here)
throw that ass back for them racks (come here)
throw that ass back for them racks (slatt, slime)

[post*chorus: lil gotit & lil keed]
drop to the floor (drop)
make sure you get real low (low, low)
throw that ass fast (throw it)
shake that big booty for some cash (shake it, shake it)
hit a split on the d*ck (split)
show me you can get real lit (lit, lit)
thumb through it fast (do it)
bae, you know the money counter hitting (turn up, slimeball)

[verse 1: lil keed & lil gotit]
she see a young n*gga gettin’ paper (gettin’ paper)
i f*ck her free, you don’t gotta pay her (nah, for real)
she f*cked a n*gga like she owed a favor (facts)
glizzy on my side like a pager (brrt)
forgi’s on the ride like a skater (skrrt, skrrt)
she played with the d*ck, hot potato (potato)
the lil’ ho a freak, ray j her (d*mn)
threw some ones on that ho (what?)
now he want smoke (smoke, smoke, smoke)
you ain’t shaking no ass (uh*uh), there go the front door (b*tch)
came in with some cash (shh)
slapped her on the booty with a hundred dollar bills (ew, ew)
she came to my section, she knew i was real (real)
this rollie is froze, it keep givin’ me chills (hoo, hoo)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
get in that p*ssy, dive in (dive in)
she suck d*ck more than five minutes (five minutes)
she tell me, “go deeper,” thot twitching
real slimeball, can’t switch it (slatt)
she on her tippy toes gettin’ wicked (gettin’ wicked)
you know a n*gga drippin’ in the building (drip)
she say she catch flights, not feelings (slatt, slime, woo, woo)
[chorus: lil keed]
throw that ass back for them racks (come here)
throw that ass back for them racks (come here)
throw that ass back for them racks (come here)
throw that ass back for them racks (come here)
throw that ass back for them racks (come here)
throw that ass back for them racks (come here)
throw that ass back for them racks (slatt, slime)

[verse 2: lil gotit & lil keed]
green flags when we pushed up to the party (green flags)
they wasn’t f*ckin’ with us, you’d think we were barbies (what?)
she better ask how she felt with that forty (come here, come here)
balenciagas, yeah, they not on the market (woah, told you)
i’m squigged the f*ck up and she asked what’s my stylist (squid)
we don’t get on planes unless we fly private (phew)
i don’t want that p*ssy, it got too much mileage (i don’t want that p*ssy)
yeah, yeah
boot up, take a trip to see scotty (see scotty)
and these young n*ggas don’t do the foam posits (uh, i don’t)
all the pockets full, why the f*ck i need a wallet? (need a wallet)
all these choppers full and we down to catch a body (brrt, brrt)
we poppin’ gold bottles, let it spray on her body
we throw it all up, let it rain on everybody (everybody)
and my whip tinted, got no time for paparazzi (i don’t)
we lit, we lit, we lit, we lit (we lit)
lots of young n*ggas door locked outside the party, going in everybody sh*t (real snake)
she had to go get her uncle jackson, watch a slimeball, you know how a raw snake in a snake pit (sh*t)
gangsters around me, these b*tches be down and they all up and down it
lil’ rudy the founder (founder)
that ass so fat, i’ma pound her
two b*tches f*ck, if that p*ssy so wet, i might drown her (woo, woo, splash)
[chorus: lil keed]
throw that ass back for them racks (come here)
throw that ass back for them racks (come here)
throw that ass back for them racks (come here)
throw that ass back for them racks (come here)
throw that ass back for them racks (come here)
throw that ass back for them racks (come here)
throw that ass back for them racks (slatt, slime)

[post*chorus: lil gotit]
drop to the floor (drop)
make sure you get real low (low, low)
throw that ass fast (throw it)
shake that big booty for some cash (shake it, shake it)
hit a split on the d*ck (split)
show me you can get real lit (lit, lit)
thumb through it fast (do it)
bae, you know the money counter hitting

- lil keed lyrics

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