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princess – rack city (remix) lyrics

[verse 1: princess]
my city, it’s my city
[?] i’m zone 6+in it
home of the tick chicks, 26 inch sh+t
tell ’em it ain’t there’s, they throw a hissy fit
got my other dude, asking bout my ex dude
if he keep it up, then it’s onto the next dude
too cool, sweat proof
shout out to the wood, and [?] too
text from [?] dreadheads [?]
strip club, all the 1’s, everybody throw them up
[?]
the [?] quieter, the freakier they are
so hot, got me chilling on a star
wishing on a cloud, never coming down
million dollar cars, you can see them round town
[?] at the mall [?]
rack city, it up magic city
all natural only ones that i’m tippin
dudes cuff a cilicone shawty, you trippin
must be sippin on thе remy or the henny
tats on my oo, and my ah, got thеm dizzy
i can make him think he ain’t trickin
everything right and it’s ripe for the picking
i can do it right, if you nice in my city
[intro: tyga]
rack rack city, b+tch rack rack rack city, b+tch rack, rack rack rack city, b+tch
mustard on the beat

[verse 2: tyga]
rack city, b+tch, rack rack city, b+tch
ten, ten, ten, twenty on yo titties, b+tch
100 deep vip, no guest list
t+raw, you don’t know who you f+ckin with
got my other b+tch f+ckin’ with my other b+tch
f+ckin’ all night, n+gga we ain’t celibate
n+ggas say i’m too dope, i ain’t sellin’ it
raw fresher than a motherf+ckin’ peppermint
gold lettermans, last king k!llin’ sh+t
y+young money, young money yeah, we gettin’ rich
got ya grandma on my d+ck (haha)
girl you know what it is

[hook: tyga]
rack city b+tch, rack rack city b+tch
rack city b+tch, rack rack city b+tch
rack city b+tch, rack rack city b+tch
ten, ten, ten, twenties and them fifties b+tch
rack city b+tch, rack rack city b+tch
rack city b+tch, rack rack city b+tch
rack city b+tch, rack rack city b+tch
ten, ten, ten, twenties and them fifties b+tch
[verse 3: tyga]
i’m a m+th+f+ckin’ star (star)
look at the paint on the car (car)
too much rim make the ride too hard
tell that b+tch hop out, walk the boulevard
i need my money pr+nto get it in the morning like alonzo
rondo, green got cheese like a nacho
if you don’t got no ass, b+tch, wear a poncho
head honcho got my seat back
n+gga staring at me, don’t get bapped
got my shirt off, the club too packed
it’s too turnt going up like gas
godd+mn, pulled out my rags
mike, mike jackson, n+gga yeah i’m bad
rat+tat+tat+tat, tatted up on my back
all the hoes love me, you know what it is

[bridge: tyga]
throwing hundreds, hundreds
hundreds, hundreds
throwing hundreds, hundreds
rack city b+tch, rack rack city b+tch
hundreds, hundreds
throwing hundreds, hundreds
hundreds, hundreds
rack city b+tch, rack rack city b+tch

[outro: tyga]
rack city b+tch, rack rack city b+tch
rack city b+tch, rack rack city b+tch

- princess lyrics

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