• • • • Ah, this the strip club anthem nigga, what's up Young Money Yeah, me and Mike WiLL pull up to AOD back to back Them AMG sixty three's I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k 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 RocAFella 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, holme She gon' f**k it up f**k it up She don't need make up She gon' rake it up rake it up She gon' tell a nigga pay up She said pay for the puss' pay for the pussy Wait for the puss' Wait for the pussy Asked God to forgive me 'cause I prayed for the pussy prayed for the puss' I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k 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 Little bad Trini bitch but she mixed with China Real thick vagina smuggle bricks to China I tell all my niggas cut the check Buss it down turn your goofy down, pound I'mma do splits on it Yes, splits on it I'm a bad bitch I'mma throw fits on it I'mma bust it open I'mma go stupid and be a ditz 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 yeah, word to Ronnie Re, rep Queens like Supreme ask Webb and Nitti A, ask Bimmy and Joe nigga run me my dough Wr, wrist 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 Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up Rake it up, rake it up Well, I'm the dough 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 ya 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 never write no statement we ain't showin' up in court 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 don't pay no shooters You a little bitty bitch you should work at Hooters You a old hater you a f**kin' cougar You a bitch and he a bitch and y'all like twin sisters Respect ya hustle get ya money, baby win with us Ya boyfriend actin' like a bitch then why you still with him All my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up Rake it up, rake it up
• • • • Ah, this the strip club anthem nigga, what's up Young Money Yeah, me and Mike WiLL pull up to AOD back to back Them AMG sixty three's I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k 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 RocAFella 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, holme She gon' f**k it up f**k it up She don't need make up She gon' rake it up rake it up She gon' tell a nigga pay up She said pay for the puss' pay for the pussy Wait for the puss' Wait for the pussy Asked God to forgive me 'cause I prayed for the pussy prayed for the puss' I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k 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 Little bad Trini bitch but she mixed with China Real thick vagina smuggle bricks to China I tell all my niggas cut the check Buss it down turn your goofy down, pound I'mma do splits on it Yes, splits on it I'm a bad bitch I'mma throw fits on it I'mma bust it open I'mma go stupid and be a ditz 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 yeah, word to Ronnie Re, rep Queens like Supreme ask Webb and Nitti A, ask Bimmy and Joe nigga run me my dough Wr, wrist 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 Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up Rake it up, rake it up Well, I'm the dough 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 ya 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 never write no statement we ain't showin' up in court 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 don't pay no shooters You a little bitty bitch you should work at Hooters You a old hater you a f**kin' cougar You a bitch and he a bitch and y'all like twin sisters Respect ya hustle get ya money, baby win with us Ya boyfriend actin' like a bitch then why you still with him All my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up Rake it up, rake it up
• • • • Ah, this the strip club anthem nigga, what's up Young Money Yeah, me and Mike WiLL pull up to AOD back to back Them AMG sixty three's I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k 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 RocAFella 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, holme She gon' f**k it up f**k it up She don't need make up She gon' rake it up rake it up She gon' tell a nigga pay up She said pay for the puss' pay for the pussy Wait for the puss' Wait for the pussy Asked God to forgive me 'cause I prayed for the pussy prayed for the puss' I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k 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 Little bad Trini bitch but she mixed with China Real thick vagina smuggle bricks to China I tell all my niggas cut the check Buss it down turn your goofy down, pound I'mma do splits on it Yes, splits on it I'm a bad bitch I'mma throw fits on it I'mma bust it open I'mma go stupid and be a ditz 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 yeah, word to Ronnie Re, rep Queens like Supreme ask Webb and Nitti A, ask Bimmy and Joe nigga run me my dough Wr, wrist 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 Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up Rake it up, rake it up Well, I'm the dough 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 ya 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 never write no statement we ain't showin' up in court 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 don't pay no shooters You a little bitty bitch you should work at Hooters You a old hater you a f**kin' cougar You a bitch and he a bitch and y'all like twin sisters Respect ya hustle get ya money, baby win with us Ya boyfriend actin' like a bitch then why you still with him All my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up Rake it up, rake it up
• • • • Ah, this the strip club anthem nigga, what's up Young Money Yeah, me and Mike WiLL pull up to AOD back to back Them AMG sixty three's I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k 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 RocAFella 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, holme She gon' f**k it up f**k it up She don't need make up She gon' rake it up rake it up She gon' tell a nigga pay up She said pay for the puss' pay for the pussy Wait for the puss' Wait for the pussy Asked God to forgive me 'cause I prayed for the pussy prayed for the puss' I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k 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 Little bad Trini bitch but she mixed with China Real thick vagina smuggle bricks to China I tell all my niggas cut the check Buss it down turn your goofy down, pound I'mma do splits on it Yes, splits on it I'm a bad bitch I'mma throw fits on it I'mma bust it open I'mma go stupid and be a ditz 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 yeah, word to Ronnie Re, rep Queens like Supreme ask Webb and Nitti A, ask Bimmy and Joe nigga run me my dough Wr, wrist 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 Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up Rake it up, rake it up Well, I'm the dough 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 ya 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 never write no statement we ain't showin' up in court 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 don't pay no shooters You a little bitty bitch you should work at Hooters You a old hater you a f**kin' cougar You a bitch and he a bitch and y'all like twin sisters Respect ya hustle get ya money, baby win with us Ya boyfriend actin' like a bitch then why you still with him All my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up Back it up, back it up Rake it up, rake it up Back it up, back it up I tell all my hoes rake it up Break it down bag it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up F**k it up, f**k it up Rake it up, rake it up
