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100 Racks
by Feed the Mind
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Feed the mind one time
Hundred racks that's a hundred facts
That's a hundred reasons she gonna bring back
Get hair nails done, get her pussy wax
Hundred Racks that's a hundred facts
That's a hundred reasons she gonna bring back
Get hair nails done, get her pussy wax
Get her tummy tuck and watch her wanna fucking bring it back
(Huh, yeah)
Bring it back (huh, yeah)
Bring it back
I ain't chasing no one, I'm just bringing back a set of stacks
It seems that they all want me when I let them go and just detach
And could get it back whenever show them I don't fucking lack
I don't fucking lack, I don't fucking lack
I just find another beat and switch it back into attack
Reminded shorty who I be and flip her back into my lap
Reminding n***** who I be and show them how to fucking act
I don't fucking lack, I don't fucking lack
I just let the music talk, I just let the money rap
It don't matter who she with, I'm counting a hundred racks
It don't matter what I did, I'm counting a hundred racks
Hundred racks that's a hundred facts
That's a hundred reasons she gonna bring it back
Get hair nails done, get her pussy wax
Get her tummy tuck and watch hr wanna fuck and bring it
(Uh yeah)
Bring it back, (uh yeah)
Bring it back
I ain't just chasing pussy, I'm just bringing back a bigger bag
And I'm laser-focused on my target
Like it's laser tag (pew, pew) got a bag
I'm counting a hundred racks
It's the wining and the dining, we can chill and laugh
It's the bottle set on chill for your sexy ass
She ain't gotta work, she ain't gotta crash
Make that ass wiggle, put my money in a trance
She ain't gotta work, she ain't gotta crash
Take your titties out and rub them on a hundred bands
She ain't gotta work, she ain't gotta crash
She just stays at home and waits for daddy to come to bring it back
I'm used to the fall and I land on my feet
And I eat bullets I catch with my teeth
I'm used to this pain that I chew and I eat
I gotta stomach that's built like a beast
She gotta pussy that's taste like a feast
More than a snack and more than a treat
And I'm ready to eat
That's a hundred racks, that's a hundred facts
That's a hundred reasons she gonna bring back
Get hair nails done, get her pussy wax
Get her tummy tuck and watch her wanna fucking bring it back
(Uh yeah)
Bring it back (uh yeah)
Bring it back
I ain't chasing no one, I'm just bringing back a set of stacks
It seems that they all want me when I let them go and just detach
And could get it back whenever show them I don't fucking lack
Feed the mind one time
Hundred racks that's a hundred facts
That's a hundred reasons she gonna bring back
Get hair nails done, get her pussy wax
Hundred Racks that's a hundred facts
That's a hundred reasons she gonna bring back
Get hair nails done, get her pussy wax
Get her tummy tuck and watch her wanna fucking bring it back
(Huh, yeah)
Bring it back (huh, yeah)
Bring it back
I ain't chasing no one, I'm just bringing back a set of stacks
It seems that they all want me when I let them go and just detach
And could get it back whenever show them I don't fucking lack
I don't fucking lack, I don't fucking lack
I just find another beat and switch it back into attack
Reminded shorty who I be and flip her back into my lap
Reminding n***** who I be and show them how to fucking act
I don't fucking lack, I don't fucking lack
I just let the music talk, I just let the money rap
It don't matter who she with, I'm counting a hundred racks
It don't matter what I did, I'm counting a hundred racks
Hundred racks that's a hundred facts
That's a hundred reasons she gonna bring it back
Get hair nails done, get her pussy wax
Get her tummy tuck and watch hr wanna fuck and bring it
(Uh yeah)
Bring it back, (uh yeah)
Bring it back
I ain't just chasing pussy, I'm just bringing back a bigger bag
And I'm laser-focused on my target
Like it's laser tag (pew, pew) got a bag
I'm counting a hundred racks
It's the wining and the dining, we can chill and laugh
It's the bottle set on chill for your sexy ass
She ain't gotta work, she ain't gotta crash
Make that ass wiggle, put my money in a trance
She ain't gotta work, she ain't gotta crash
Take your titties out and rub them on a hundred bands
She ain't gotta work, she ain't gotta crash
She just stays at home and waits for daddy to come to bring it back
I'm used to the fall and I land on my feet
And I eat bullets I catch with my teeth
I'm used to this pain that I chew and I eat
I gotta stomach that's built like a beast
She gotta pussy that's taste like a feast
More than a snack and more than a treat
And I'm ready to eat
That's a hundred racks, that's a hundred facts
That's a hundred reasons she gonna bring back
Get hair nails done, get her pussy wax
Get her tummy tuck and watch her wanna fucking bring it back
(Uh yeah)
Bring it back (uh yeah)
Bring it back
I ain't chasing no one, I'm just bringing back a set of stacks
It seems that they all want me when I let them go and just detach
And could get it back whenever show them I don't fucking lack
