Klean - Racks Lyrics

Ra- ra- ra, ra- ra- ra, ra- ra- racks
Ra- ra- ra, ra- ra- ra, ra- ra- racks
Ra- ra- ra, ra- ra- ra, ra- ra- racks
Ra- ra- ra, ra- ra- ra, ra- ra- racks
Ra- ra- ra, racks!
Ra- ra- ra, racks!
Gotta get to the motherf*ckin' racks
Gotta get to the motherf*ckin' racks
Gotta get to the motherf*ckin' racks
Gotta get to the motherf*ckin' racks
Gotta get away from the f*ckin' rats
Gotta get away from the f*ckin' rats
Woah!
Money comin' in like I'm a stripper on the pole
Get that money, get that motherf*ckin' bread
Get that money and I'll go and get some head
Bad bitch pullin' up to the crib
Slime ball, slime motherf*ckin' balls
Everyone out here a lost cause
But everyday I just make boss calls
So who's really the boss?
Get a couple mil' and I flip it back, make a couple more
Get a good slop, slop, top in the back of the hall
She's suckin' me up like some Jolly Ranchers breakin' her jaw
Look at the diamonds on me, iced down, woah
Look at the diamonds on me, iced down, woah
Got the f*ckin' wolf on my coat, ho
Rocking shit you can't even pronounce, woah
Issey Miyake on me, the jeans and the cologne
They callin' me out, they saying that I'm a f*ckin' clone
I look at you with your red nose, you a f*ckin' clown
Ra- ra- ra, ra- ra- ra, ra- ra- racks
Ra- ra- ra, ra- ra- ra, ra- ra- racks
Ra- ra- ra, ra- ra- ra, ra- ra- racks
Ra- ra- ra, ra- ra- ra, ra- ra- racks
Ra- ra- ra, racks!
Ra- ra- ra, racks!
Gotta get to the motherf*ckin' racks
Gotta get to the motherf*ckin' racks
Gotta get to the motherf*ckin' racks
Gotta get to the motherf*ckin' racks
Gotta get away from the f*ckin' rats
Gotta get away from the f*ckin' rats,