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I Got That Sack Remix Lyrics


Yo Gotti I Got That Sack Remix


Bitch IExplain'm Sacked up Bitch I'm Racked
up Bitch I'm Stacked up I say now big gold
...look like big bottle of ace
So when looking for the girlfriend, bitch they
spraying me She said bitch want to chill, girl
that's just that nigga chain Won't you sit back
and chill, and watch that nigga do his thang
Said I'm flaked up shining, bitch I'm looking like
a brick Hit Gollie on the side phone like boy you
gotta hit Got a sem hundred thousand lambo in
the lot Leave straight about the bitch and whip
a lambo in the pot Going hard turnt up I'm

Blowing bands up in this bitch Man I'm bout to
start throwing rubber bands up in this bitch
Man you see me out shining nigga know I got
that 4 All you niggas here hating know I'm
leaving with your hoe Taking blunts to the head,
I'm dj callie in this bitch All you niggas...put the
address on that shit Yeah it's 29 yeah them
niggas know I got that pack All my ... all yeah,
bitches know I got set

In the club goin' hard, niggas know I got them
racks In the kitchen whippin' hard, niggas know
I got that sack In this bitch goin hard, niggas
know I got them racks In the kitchen whippin' hard,
niggas know I got that
sack I Rock Gucci, LouisExplain, Prada Niggas know I
shop at Saks
F..ck they know I shop at ...Fuck the money don't make
you real
Bitch I'm racked up, shawty buy my cars off the
lotTo the bed before I show her to the 54 block
On myself about my deal, yeah that's a half of
mill Half of mill 500 yeah that's a half of crib

Bitch I'm million dollar living, chilling, cooling by
the pool In the club going hard, throwing money
like a fool And the main ...hard, so I know what
she gonna do Suck the skin off the dick, she be
wetter than a pool Right on, right on the club
My iPhone shawty got some tight on
And if she call me, she gone for the night, hoe
...on her ass, pulling her from the back
She want it she can get it
Cause she know I got that sex
They call me nascar got it nigga all you ...
Yeah I'm scrapped up shawty, nigga all you
hear is boom

In the club goin' hard, niggas know I got them
racks In the kitchen whippin' hard, niggas know
I got that sack In this bitch goin hard, niggas
know I got them racks In the kitchen whippin'
hard, niggas know I got that sack
Racks, sacks, racks, sacks, racks
Me you know I got it
Racks, sacks, racks, sacks, racks
You know I got it

Got sick racks and big sacks
I'm filled up with big ghetts
We will f..ck you try us
Them hoes won't deny us
My swag get me erythang
Guess money can't buy ...
I'm the truth ...jehova allahja
... I'm where you wanna be, can't dodge the G
Running with a crew nigga hard as me
12 years in the game no robbery
Hey nigga talk that shit I do for real
About maybachs ... for real
My drank...deal

Chuchi, I'm still paid,This music it will weight
100 they still hate...twice and I'm still straight
Got old money and a new bank Feels the rich nigga who
ain't
I'm moving maine what you can't Am I sacked up, what
you thank?
In the club goin' hard, niggas know I got them
racksIn the kitchen whippin' hard, niggas know I
got that sack In this bitch goin hard, niggas
know I got them racks In the kitchen whippin'
hard, niggas know I got that sack



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