This song is from the album Gotti Made-It(2017), released on 02 June 2017.
Vocals: Nicki Minaj , Yo Gotti ,
Producer(s): Mike WiLL Made-It,
Writer(s): Yo Gotti, Nicki Minaj, Mike WiLL Made-It,
Scale: C Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 75 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] [VERSE] Cm Ear Drummers Cm Aw, this the strip club anthem, nigga, what’s up? Cm Young Money Cm Yeah, me and Mike WiLL pull up to AOD back to back Cm Them AMG 63’s Cm Mike WiLL Made-It, nigga www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] Cm I tell all my hoes: rake it up Cm Break it down, bag it up Cm Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up Cm Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up Cm I tell all my hoes: rake it up (what?) Cm Break it down, bag it up (bag it up) Cm Fuck it up, fuck it up, Cm fuck it up, fuck it up (fuck it up) Cm Fuck it up, fuck it up, Cm rake it up, rake it up (fuck it up, rake it up) [VERSE] Cm I made love to a stripper (stripper), Cm first I had to tip her (phrrr) Cm 20 thousand ones, (woo) she said I'm that nigga (I am) Cm I said I'm that nigga, bitch, Cm I already know it (I know it) Cm I come with bad weather, Cm (ksh) they say I'm a storm (ayy) Cm VVS in my chum, that's a Roc-A-Fella chain Cm I was sendin' bricks to Cm Harlem back when Jay was still with Dame Cm I'm a Phillipe Chow, (what?) I got a Patek on (okay) Cm Got a stripper with me, Cm she pick up the check, home (phrrr) Cm She gon' fuck it up, fuck it up, Cm she don't need makeup (makeup) Cm She gon' rake it up, Cm rake it up until a nigga pay up (pay up) Cm She said pay for the pussy, Cm pay for the pussy (pay), wait for the pussy, Cm wait for the pussy (wait) Cm Ask God to forgive me (why) Cm 'cause I pray for the pussy, pray for the pussy www.chordzone.org [PRE-CHORUS] Cm I tell all my hoes: rake it up Cm Break it down, bag it up Cm Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up Cm Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up Cm I tell all my hoes: rake it up (what?) Cm Break it down, bag it up Cm Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up, Cm fuck it up (fuck it up) Cm Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, Cm rake it up (fuck it up, rake it up) Cm Yo, yo [VERSE] Cm Brought out the pink Cm Lamborghini just to race with Chyna Cm Brought the Wraith to China just to race in China Cm Lil' bad Trini bitch but she mixed with China Cm Real thick vagina, smuggle bricks to China (woo) Cm I tell all my niggas, Cm (yo) cut the check (cut the check) Cm Buss it down, turn your goofy down, (down) pound Cm I'ma do splits on it, yes, splits on it, Cm (splits) I'm a bad bitch, I'ma throw fits on it (fits) Cm I'ma bust it open, Cm I'ma go stupid and be a ditz on it (ditz) Cm I don't date honey, (no?) cookie on tsunami (oh) Cm All my niggas wife me Cm once they get that good punani (oh) Cm I think he need a Bonnie, I might just let him find me Cm Never trust a big butt and a smile, word to Ronnie Cm Re-rep Queens like Supreme, ask Web and Nitty Cm Ask Bimmy and Joe, nigga run me my dough Cm Wr-wrist game is freezin' like it wait in the cold Cm Nickname is Nicki but my name ain't Nicole (grrr) [CHORUS] Cm I tell all my hoes: rake it up Cm Break it down, bag it up Cm Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up Cm Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up Cm I tell all my hoes: rake it up (what?) Cm Break it down, bag it up Cm Fuck it up, fuck it up, Cm fuck it up, fuck it up (fuck it up) Cm Fuck it up, fuck it up, Cm rake it up, rake it up (fuck it up, rake it up) [VERSE] Cm Well, I'm the dough boy, the one they talkin' about Cm All these gossipin' ass Cm niggas got my name in they mouth Cm I know the bad bitches but know niggas who bitches too Cm They should bleed once a month Cm 'cause that's what these bitches do Cm You a bitch and ya bitch should expose you Cm All that pillow talkin', nigga, that's what the hoes do Cm You a bitch, word to my nigga, Short Cm We won't never write no statement, Cm we ain't showin' up in court Cm Bitch, we don't do no gossipin', Cm we don't do no arguin' Cm We don't beef on social sites, Cm we just hit our target Cm We don't do no rumors, Cm we don't don't pay no shooters (rumors, brrr) Cm You a little bitty bitch, Cm you should work at Hooters (yo) Cm You a old hater, you a fuckin' cougar Cm You a bitch and he a bitch Cm and y'all like twin sisters Cm Respect ya hustle, Cm get ya money, baby, win with us Cm Ya boyfriend actin' like a bitch Cm then why you still with him? [CHORUS] Cm I tell all my hoes: rake it up Cm Break it down, bag it up Cm Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, back it up Cm Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up Cm I tell all my hoes: rake it up (what?) Cm Break it down, bag it up Cm Fuck it up, fuck it up, Cm fuck it up, fuck it up (fuck it up) Cm Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, Cm rake it up (fuck it up, rake it up)
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