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gucci mane - brought out them racks lyrics

brought out them racks
(feat. big sean)

[verse 1:]
you’re boyfriends an alcoholic
but gucci is a reefer chiefer
you’re girlfriends a p-n-s 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 p-n-s 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-gg-,
came with a knife n-gg-
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-x with no feelings attached
puts on my bachelor pad
prior the top is detached
poppin’ and humping and dripping and something
d-mn you’re good as one h-ll of a woman
you telling me something, then telling me nothing
i think about something that keep me from c-mming

[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-gg-s alert you
’cause i got the b-tch that you cant take
drunk of p-ssy and champagne
and you ain’t gonna do a d-mn thing

- gucci mane lyrics

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