#Hbk

(yeah, yeah, yeah)
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
(yeah)

I got racks, they all in my bag
I got money it's all in my bag
I got racks, they all in my bag
I got money it's all in my bag

I don't do window-shopping, b*tch
I just pull up and cop me the store
And lil' shorty, she loving me more
And lil' shorty, she loving me more
And this money, I'm getting it more
But this sh*t, b*tch I afford
And this money, I'm getting it more

And I pull up, I pull up, lil' b*tch (yeah)
And I pull up, I pull up, lil' b*tch (yeah)
And I pull up, I stunt, lil' b*tch (yeah)
But you guys ain't tellin' a friend
But you guys ain't tellin' that friend
But you gotta be tellin' that friend
But you guys ain't tellin' that friend (uhhh)

(uhh-uhh, yeah-huh, uhh-huh, yeah-huh)
(uhh-huh, yeah-huh, yeah-huh, yeah-huh)
(uhh-uhh, yeah-huh, uhh-huh, yeah-huh)
(uhh-huh, yeah-huh, yeah-huh, yeah-huh)

(uhh-uhh, yeah-huh, uhh-huh, yeah-huh)
(uhh-huh, yeah-huh, yeah-huh, yeah-huh)
(uhh-uhh, yeah-huh, uhh-huh, yeah-huh)
(uhh-huh, yeah-huh, yeah-huh, yeah-huh)

(yeah, yeah, yeah)
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
(but you gotta be tellin' that friend)
(but you guys ain't tellin' that friend)
(but you gotta be tellin' that friend)
(but you guys ain't tellin' that friend)



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Writer(s): Lucius Chifamba
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