Rake It Up Lyrics – Yo Gotti ft. Nicki Minaj

Rake It Up Lyrics - Yo Gotti ft. Nicki MinajRake It Up Lyrics – Yo Gotti ft. Nicki Minaj
Song Details:
Song: Rake It Up
Artists: Mike WiLL Made-It, Yo Gotti
Featured artist: Nicki Minaj
Album: Gotti Made-It
Released: 2017
Genre: Hip-hop/rap

Rake It Up Lyrics


Eardrummers
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 Fuck It Up, Fuck 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 Up
Break It Down, Bag It Up 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, Fuck It Up Fuck 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
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’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 What? I Got A Patek On Okay
Got A Stripper With Me, She Picked Up The Check, Holme Phrrr
She Gon’ Fuck It Up, Fuck It Up Fuck 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 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
Asked God To Forgive Me Why?
‘Cause 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 Fuck It Up, Fuck 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 Up
Break It Down, Bag It Up 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, Fuck It Up Fuck It Up
Rake It Up, Rake 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 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 Grrr

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
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 Up
Break It Down, Bag It Up 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, Fuck It Up Fuck It Up
Rake It Up, Rake 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 Beitch And Ya Bitch Should Expose You
All That Pillow Talkin’, Nigga, That’s What The Hoes Do
You A Beitch Word To My Nigga $Hort
We Won’t Never Write No Statement, We Ain’t Showin’ Up In Court
Beitch 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 Rumors We Don’t Don’t Pay No Shooters Brrr
You A Little Bitty Bitch, You Should Work At Hooters Yeah
You A Old Hater, You A Fuckin’ Cougar
You A Beitch And He A Beitch And Y’all Like Twin Sisters
Respect Ya Hustle, Get Ya Money Baby, Win With Us
Ya Boyfriend Actin’ Like A Beitch 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 Fuck It Up, Fuck 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 Up
Break It Down, Bag It Up 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, Fuck It Up Fuck It Up
Rake It Up, Rake It Up Rake It Up

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