Karaokê Rake It Up - Yo Gotti feat. Nicki Minaj

Esta música é uma versão de Rake It Up, popularizada por Yo Gotti

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Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Do♯m

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Ano de lançamento: 2017
Estilos: Rap & Hip-Hop, Em inglês

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Letra Rake It Up

Ah this the strip club anthem
Nigga what's up
Yeah
Young Money
Me and Mike WiLL pull up to AOD back to back
Them AMG sixty-threes
Mike WiLL Made-It nigga
I tell all my hoes
Rake it up
Break it down
Bag it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up
Back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes
Rake it up
Break it down
Bag it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Rake it up, rake it up
I made love to a stripper
First I had to tip her
Twenty thousand ones
She said I'm that nigga
I said I'm that nigga bitch
I already know it
I come with bad weather
They say I'm a storm
VVS's in my charm
That's a Roc-A-Fella chain
I was sendin' bricks to Harlem back when
Jay was still with Dame
I'm in Phillipe Chow
I got a Patek on
Got a stripper with me
She picked up the check home
She gon' fuck it up, fuck it up
She don't need make-up
She gon' rake it up, rake it up
She gon' tell a nigga pay up
She said pay for the pussy
Pay for the pussy
Wait for the pussy
Wait for the pussy
Asked God to forgive me 'cos I prayed for the pussy
Prayed for the pussy
I tell all my hoes
Rake it up
Break it down
Bag it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up
Back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes
Rake it up
Break it down
Bag it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Rake it up, rake it up
Yo yo
Brought out the pink
Lamborghini just to race with Chyna
Brought the Wraith to Chyna just to race in China
Lil' bad Trini bitch but she mixed with China
Real thick vagina
Smuggle bricks to China
I tell all my niggas cut the check
Buss it down
T-T-Turn your goofy down pound
Imma do splits on it
Yes splits on it
I'm a bad bitch
Imma throw fits on it
Imma bust it open
Imma go stupid and be a ditz on it
I don't date honey
Cookie on tsunami
All my niggas wife me once they get that good punani
I think he need a Bonnie
I might just let him find me
Never trust a big butt and a smile
Yo word to Ronnie
R-Rep Queens like Supreme
Ask Webb and Nitti
A-Ask Bimmy and Joe
Nigga run me my dough
Wr-Wrist game is freezin' like it wait in the cold
Nickname is Nicki but my name ain't Nicole
I tell all my hoes
Rake it up
Mmh
Break it down
Bag it up
Uh eh eh
Eh eh eh prrr
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up
Back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes
Rake it up
Break it down
Bag it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Rake it up, rake it up
Well I'm the doughboy
The one they talkin' about
All these gossipin' ass niggas got my name in they mouth
I know the bad bitches but know niggas who bitches too
They should bleed once a month 'cos that's what these bitches do
You a and ya bitch should expose you
All that pillow talkin' nigga that's what the hoes do
You a
Word to my nigga $hort
We won't never write no statement
We ain't showin' up in court
We don't do no gossipin'
We don't do no arguin'
We don't beef on social sites
We just hit our target
We don't do no rumors
We don't pay no shooters
You a little bitty bitty bitch
You should work at Hooters
You a old hater
You a fuckin' cougar
You a and he a and y'all like twin sisters
Respect ya hustle
Get your money baby
Win with us
Ya boyfriend actin' like a then why you still with him
I tell all my hoes
Rake it up
Break it down
Bag it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up
Back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes
Rake it up
Break it down
Bag it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up
Rake it up, rake it up

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