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Correct Brought Out Them Racks Lyrics
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Gucci Mane
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Correct Brought Out Them Racks
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[Verse 1:] Your boyfriend's an alcoholic But Gucci is a reefer chiefer You're girlfriends a penis eater I swear she's a people pleaser I'm pouring up 2 liters And riding in 2 seaters Sipping on mojitas One mill on my wife beater Holiday season aye You're boyfriends an alcoholic But Gucci is a reefer chiefer You're girlfriends a penis eater I swear she's a people pleaser I'm born of 2 leaders And riding in 2 seaters Sipping on mojitas One mill on my wife beater [Verse 2:] Parley with white people, Really don't like people Party tonight but you must Go with the right people Bigger than life n-gga, Came with a knife n-gga And if I'm ending his life He found out I'm f-cking his wife Leave her [Verse 3:] Gucci's a custom adept S** with no feelings attached Puts on my bachelor pad Prior the top is detached Poppin' and humping and dripping and something Damn you're good as one hell of a woman You telling me something, then telling me nothing I think about something that keep me from cumming [Chorus:] I brought them racks out to play aye mane I brought them racks out today say mane I put the racks in your face aye mane I brought them racks out to safe say mane I brought them racks out to play aye mane I brought them racks out today say mane I put the racks in your face aye mane I brought them racks out to safe say mane [Verse 4:] Ok my crib looks like Baywatch Don't quit your day job She walking with nothing But she leaving my tank top Lately I've been seeing More champagne than rain drops B. I. G only thing missing is Puff saying we can't stop Rolling with Jigga but I'm not a Nets fans Everything green around me Like I'm a Jets fan If it's green and I burn it This weed and cash I deserve it My car and girl both German Said she Oh I need a surgeon I've been running to the money And it feels like I'm racing a turtle, skirt But boy I got rich so early I swear I gave my money a curfew Now all of you n-ggas alert you 'Cause I got the bitch that you can't take Drunk of pussy and champagne And you ain't gonna do a damn thing [Chorus:] I brought them racks out to play aye mane I brought them racks out today say mane I put the racks in your face aye mane I brought them racks out to safe say mane I brought them racks out to play aye mane I brought them racks out today say mane I put the racks in your face aye mane I brought them racks out to safe say mane
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