Pull Out The Pink Lamborghini Just To Race Tiktok Lyrics


Pull Out The Pink Lamborghini Just To Race Tiktok Lyrics. Pull out the pink Lamborghini just to race with China Brought the Wraith to China just to race in China Lil’ bad Trini b^^^ but she mixed with China.

Pull Out The Pink Lamborghini Just To Race Tiktok Lyrics

Ear Drummers30, you a fool for this oneAh, this the strip club anthem, n^^^, what’s up?Young Money!Yeah, me and Mike WiLL pull up to AOD back to backThem AMG 63’sMike WiLL Made-It, n^^^

I tell all my hoes, “Rake it upBreak it down, bag it up”F^^k it up, f^^k it up (f^^k it up, f^^k it up)Back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)Rake it up, rake it up (rake it up, rake it up)Back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)I tell all my hoes (what?) “Rake it upBreak it down, bag it up” (bag it up, bag it up)F^^k it up, f^^k it up (f^^k it up)F^^k it up, f^^k it up (f^^k it up)F^^k it up, f^^k it up (f^^k it up)Rake it up, rake it up (rake it up)

I made love to a stripper (stripper), first I had to tip her (phrrr)Twenty thousand ones (woo), she said I’m that n^^^ (I am)I said, “I’m that n^^^, b^^^, I already know it” (I know it)I come with bad weather (ksh), they say I’m a storm (ayy)VVS’s in my charm, that’s a Roc-A-Fella chainI was sendin’ bricks to Harlem back when Jay was still with DameI’m in Phillipe Chow (what?), I got a Patek on (okay)Got a stripper with me, she picked up the check, homes (phrrr)She gon’ f^^k it up, f^^k it up (f^^k it up)She don’t need make-up (make-up)She gon’ rake it up, rake it up (rake it up)She gon’ tell a n^^^ pay up (pay up)She said pay for the p^^y, pay for the p^^y (pay)Wait for the p^^y, wait for the p^^y (wait)Asked God to forgive me (why?)‘Cause I prayed for the p^^y, prayed for the p^^y

I tell all my hoes, “Rake it upBreak it down, bag it up”F^^k it up, f^^k it up (f^^k it up, f^^k it up)Back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)Rake it up, rake it up (rake it up, rake it up)Back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)I tell all my hoes (what?) “Rake it upBreak it down, bag it up” (bag it up, bag it up)F^^k it up, f^^k it up (f^^k it up)F^^k it up, f^^k it up (f^^k it up)F^^k it up, f^^k it up (f^^k it up)Rake it up, rake it up (rake it up)

Yo, yoBrought out the pink Lamborghini just to race with ChinaBrought the Wraith to China just to race in ChinaLil’ bad Trini b^^^ but she mixed with ChinaReal thick vagina, smuggle bricks to China (woo)I tell all my n^^^s (yo), cut the check (cut the check)Buss it down, turn your goofy down (down) poundI’ma do splits on it, yes, splits on it (splits)I’m a bad b^^^, I’ma throw fits on it (fits)I’ma bust it open! I’ma go stupid and be a ditz on it (ditz)I don’t date honey (no), cookie on tsunami (oh)All my n^^^s wife me once they get that good punani (oh)I think he need a Bonnie, I might just let him find meNever trust a big butt and a smile, word to RonnieRe-rep Queens like Supreme, ask Webb and NittiA-ask Bimmy and Joe, n^^^, run me my doughWr-wrist game is freezin’ like it wait in the coldNickname is Nicki, but my name ain’t Nicole (grrr)

I tell all my hoes, “Rake it upBreak it down, bag it up”F^^k it up, f^^k it up (f^^k it up, f^^k it up)Back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)Rake it up, rake it up (rake it up, rake it up)Back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)I tell all my hoes (what?) “Rake it upBreak it down, bag it up” (bag it up, bag it up)F^^k it up, f^^k it up (f^^k it up)F^^k it up, f^^k it up (f^^k it up)F^^k it up, f^^k it up (f^^k it up)Rake it up, rake it up (rake it up)

Well, I’m the doughboy, the one they talkin’ aboutAll these gossipin’ ass n^^^s got my name in they mouthI know the bad b^^^es but know n^^^s who b^^^es tooThey should bleed once a month ’cause that’s what these b^^^es doYou a (bi^^h) and ya b^^^ should expose youAll that pillow talkin’, n^^^, that’s what the hoes doYou a (bi^^h) word to my n^^^ $hortWe won’t never write no statement, we ain’t showin’ up in court(bi^^h) We don’t do no gossipin’, we don’t do no arguin’We don’t beef on social sites, we just hit our targetWe don’t do no rumors (rumors) we don’t don’t pay no shooters (brrr)You a little bitty b^^^, you should work at Hooters (yeah)You a old hater, you a f^^kin’ cougarYou a (bi^^h) and he a (bi^^h) and y’all like twin sistersRespect ya hustle, get ya money baby, win with usYa boyfriend actin’ like a (bi^^h) then why you still with him?

I tell all my hoes, “Rake it upBreak it down, bag it up”F^^k it up, f^^k it up (f^^k it up, f^^k it up)Back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)Rake it up, rake it up (rake it up, rake it up)Back it up, back it up (back it up, back it up)I tell all my hoes (what?) “Rake it upBreak it down, bag it up” (bag it up, bag it up)F^^k it up, f^^k it up (f^^k it up)F^^k it up, f^^k it up (f^^k it up)F^^k it up, f^^k it up (f^^k it up)Rake it up, rake it up (rake it up)

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