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so santana - racks over worries lyrics

[chorus]
we got bands we’ve been running up them racks
no, we don’t sleep we don’t know the word relax
yeah i be so tired i’ve been running up a check (no rest)
we got twenties fifties hundreds, we got racks
he so itty bitty b+tchy he got br++sts (say what)
he got money take his funds we want the rest (we takin’ all your sh+t)
we got coupes fast like rockets its a jet
hulk hogan racks yeah you know we love to flex

[verse 1:]
i just gave some bands to my motherf+ckin’ b+tch
and i just but somе racks on the head of a snitch
a couple hundrеd racks could have you laying in a ditch
they gon love you when you gone or they gon love you when you rich
rest in peace risky, we got rich off risks
three hundred a line just to talk with a lisp
and i ain’t know you long but, you know that you’ll be missed
its gon take a couple racks just to hear a n+gga spit
yeah i swear it is what it is
i use hundreds just to wipe away these tears
i remember only shopping at sears
now i swear to god this is my year
i want my b+tch on a bed full of racks
pop this for me cause i’m bout to relapse
yeah these n+ggas be broke, i’m tired of the cap
i’m with tso and the gang in the trap
so many racks and you know we can’t count it
dropped out of school now i make more than all my accountants
my b+tch she wet like a fountain
dive in her innards and then i start drowning
[chorus]
we got bands we’ve been running up them racks
no, we don’t sleep we don’t know the word relax
yeah i be so tired i’ve been running up a check (no rest)
we got twenties fifties hundreds, we got racks
he so itty bitty b+tchy he got br++sts (say what)
he got money take his funds we want the rest (we takin’ all your sh+t)
we got coupes fast like rockets its a jet
hulk hogan racks yeah you know we love to flex

[verse 2:]
b+tch i’m a money machine
get you a jersey and come join the team
run up these racks and sit back and just sip all this lean
i ain’t gonna lie when it come to that money yeah you can just call me a feen
i can’t wait till we living our dreams
and i’m matching my rarri
don’t push my b+ttons, push to start it
my teachers thought i was r+t+rded
told my momma please stop do not worry
i’m ballin’ so hard call me curry
clean my money cause it be so dirty
f+ck twelve the judge and the jury
racks over worries (racks over worries)
run up a check better hurry (run so run)
you better get them racks before you’re buried
i asked god give me signs yeah lot of dollar signs
i would have a hundred pennies for every n+gga dropping dimes
p+ssy n+ggas snitchin’ yeah that should be a crime
spending all these racks that’s how i’m spending all my time
and if racks control my life, is this life really mine?
and none of these shorties straight, for them bands these b+tches bi
they’ll sell their soul just like property
and i’ll take my fam out of poverty (i hope that they proud of me)
[chorus]
we got bands we’ve been running up them racks
no, we don’t sleep we don’t know the word relax
yeah i be so tired i’ve been running up a check (no rest)
we got twenties fifties hundreds, we got racks
he so itty bitty b+tchy he got br++sts (say what)
he got money take his funds we want the rest (we takin’ all your sh+t)
we got coupes fast like rockets its a jet
hulk hogan racks yeah you know we love to flex

- so santana lyrics

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