pages Sig.Carlito & Zelly Ocho
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[Chorus: Zelly Ocho]
Free all my niggas, locked up in cages
Racks on me and they look like pages
Bitch so bad that I told her we datin'
I want some money now, no, it ain't no waitin'
[Verse 1: Zelly Ocho]
Shit goin' up, know I got it out the basement
Stick on me, I'll leave that boy stinkin'
So many racks, you would think I robbed a bankie
I ain't sell my soul, but my heart look like it's tainted
That bitch give me face, told that boy he gotta face it
[Verse 2: Sig.Carlito]
Yeah, these niggas lame and you know that shit contagious
His little brother said I'm cool, but he still hatin'
She textin' up my phone askin' me if we still datin'
Her mother think I'm cute, but shе said I act outrageous
I told her she outdatеd, I be in different places
She know where my place at
She know everything about me, but she won't say shit
Every time I motherfuckin' talk, that's a paycheck
Walkin' with the motherfuckin' racks like a penguin
[Chorus: Zelly Ocho]
Free all my niggas, locked up in cages
Racks on me and they look like pages
Bitch so bad that I told her we datin'
I want some money now, no, it ain't no waitin'
Free all my niggas, locked up in cages
Racks on me and they look like pages
Bitch so bad that I told her we datin'
I want some money now, no, it ain't no waitin'
[Verse 1: Zelly Ocho]
Shit goin' up, know I got it out the basement
Stick on me, I'll leave that boy stinkin'
So many racks, you would think I robbed a bankie
I ain't sell my soul, but my heart look like it's tainted
That bitch give me face, told that boy he gotta face it
[Verse 2: Sig.Carlito]
Yeah, these niggas lame and you know that shit contagious
His little brother said I'm cool, but he still hatin'
She textin' up my phone askin' me if we still datin'
Her mother think I'm cute, but shе said I act outrageous
I told her she outdatеd, I be in different places
She know where my place at
She know everything about me, but she won't say shit
Every time I motherfuckin' talk, that's a paycheck
Walkin' with the motherfuckin' racks like a penguin
[Chorus: Zelly Ocho]
Free all my niggas, locked up in cages
Racks on me and they look like pages
Bitch so bad that I told her we datin'
I want some money now, no, it ain't no waitin'
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