Rake It Up Lyrics

Ear Drummers Aw, this the strip club anthem, nigga, what's up? Young Money Yeah, me and Mike WiLL pull up to AOD back to back Them AMG 63's 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 (what?) Break it down, bag it up (bag it up) Fuck 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 (fuck it up, rake it up) I made love to a stripper (stripper), first I had to tip her (phrrr) 20 thousand ones, (woo) she said I'm that nigga (I am) I said I'm that nigga, bitch, I already know it (I know it) I come with bad weather, (ksh) they say I'm a storm (ayy) VVS in my chum, that's a Roc-A-Fella chain I was sendin' bricks to Harlem back when Jay was still with Dame I'm a Phillipe Chow, (what?) I got a Patek on (okay) Got a stripper with me, she pick up the check, home (phrrr) She gon' fuck it up, fuck it up, she don't need makeup (makeup) She gon' rake it up, rake it up until a nigga pay up (pay up) She said pay for the pussy, pay for the pussy (pay), wait for the pussy, wait for the pussy (wait) Ask God to forgive me (why) 'cause I pray for the pussy, pray 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 (what?) Break it down, bag it up Fuck 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 (fuck it up, rake it up) Yo, yo Brought out the pink Lamborghini just to race with Chyna Brought the Wraith to China just to race in China Lil' bad Trini bitch but she mixed with China Real thick vagina, smuggle bricks to China (woo) I tell all my niggas, (yo) cut the check (cut the check) Buss it down, turn your goofy down, (down) pound I'ma do splits on it, yes, splits on it, (splits) I'm a bad bitch, 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 niggas wife me once they get that good punani (oh) I think he need a Bonnie, I might just let him find me Never trust a big butt and a smile, word to Ronnie Re-rep Queens like Supreme, ask Web and Nitty 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 (grrr) 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 (what?) Break it down, bag it up Fuck 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 (fuck it up, rake it up) Well, I'm the dough boy, 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 'cause that's what these bitches do You a bitch and ya bitch should expose you All that pillow talkin', nigga, that's what the hoes do You a bitch, word to my nigga, Short We won't never write no statement, we ain't showin' up in court Bitch, 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 don't pay no shooters (rumors, brrr) You a little bitty bitch, you should work at Hooters (yo) You a old hater, you a fuckin' cougar You a bitch and he a bitch and y'all like twin sisters Respect ya hustle, get ya money, baby, win with us Ya boyfriend actin' like a bitch 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 (what?) Break it down, bag it up Fuck 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 (fuck it up, rake it up)