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dcth4g - joe lyrics

[chorus]
yeah, ran up them racks, i’ma get me some more
i’ma drop all them bands to the motherf+ckin’ floor
got two bad hoes, stay callin’ my phone
feel like kevin, this b+tch in the crib all alone
b+tch wan’ call on my name, i’ll appear like joe
i just worry bout the bag, i don’t worry about no hoe

verse 1]
i just worry bout them racks, i don’t care about no b+tch
yeah, that hoe just keep me distracted
i walk out the crib and i go where them racks is
big+ass bands gon’ flip, gymnastics
hop in the lamb and this b+tch goin’ nasty
i pop out his hoe and they say i’m fantastic
i’m stretchin’ these bands, n+gga, like elastic
i got me thеm racks, b+tch, it’s everlasting
i go to the top, n+ggas cannot pass mе
yeah, lil’ b+tch, don’t know why you try
hop in the whip and i don’t gotta drive
pool full of racks and my n+gga gon’ dive
disrespect, n+gga, you all gon’ die
got a tec’ in this b+tch, i fire, fire, fire
n+gga play with gang, and then get thrown in the trash
got a b+tch in the crib and then she shakin’ the ass
and then i hop in the whip and then i get me the racks
and then i hop in this b+tch and then i’m doin’ the dash
yeah, you n+ggas, you can’t keep up
on the top of the mountain, you can’t reach up
got a mouthful of d+ck, tell the b+tch, speak up
knockin’ real hard sh+t in the d+mn speakers
n+ggas ain’t gonna make it, and that’s because
all of you p+ssy n+ggas who hatin’ just suck, b+tch
[chorus]
yeah, ran up them racks, i’ma get me some more
i’ma drop all them bands to the motherf+ckin’ floor
got two bad hoes, stay callin’ my phone
feel like kevin, this b+tch in the crib all alone
b+tch wan’ call on my name, i’ll appear like joe
i just worry bout the bag, i don’t worry about no hoe

[outro]
b+tch, huh, oh yeah yeah, n+gga

- dcth4g lyrics

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