I Got That Sack - Young Jeezy (杨·吉兹)/Yo Gotti/T.I.

Composed by：Young Jeezy

B***h I explain'm sacked up

B***h I explain'm sacked up

B***h I'm racked up

B***h I'm racked up

B***h I'm stacked up

B***h I'm stacked up

Quack

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I say now big gold look like big bottle of ace

So when looking for the girlfriend b***h they spraying me

She said b***h want to chill girl that's just that n***a chain

Won't you sit back and chill

And watch that n***a do his thang

Said I'm flaked up shining b***h

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 b***h and whip a lambo in the pot

Going hard turnt up I'm blowing bands up in this b***h

Man I'm 'bout to start throwing rubber bands up in this b***h

Man you see me out shining n***a know I got that 4

All you n***as here hating know I'm leaving with your h*e

Taking blunts to the head I'm DJ callie in this b***h

All you n***as put the address on that s**t

Yeah it's 29 yeah them n***as know I got that pack

All my all yeah b***hes know I got set

In the club goin' hard n***as know I got them racks

In the kitchen whippin' hard n***as know I got that sack

In this b***h goin hard n***as know I got them racks

In the kitchen whippin' hard n***as know I got that sack

I rock gucci Louis explain prada

N***as know I shop at Saks

F**k they know I shop at

F**k the money don't make you real

B***h I'm racked up shawty buy my cars off the lot

To 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

B***h 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 h*e

On her a*s 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 n***a all you resson

Yeah I'm scrapped up shawty n***a all you hear is boom

In the club goin' hard n***as know I got them racks

In the kitchen whippin' hard n***as know I got that sack

In this b***h goin hard n***as know I got them racks

In the kitchen whippin' hard n***as know I got that sack

Racks sacks racks sacks racks

Racks sacks racks sacks racks

Racks sacks racks sacks racks

Me you know I got it

Racks sacks racks sacks racks

Racks sacks racks sacks racks

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**k 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

Jump hover allaula

Don't say told to the hard to see

I'm where you wanna be can't dodge the G

Running with a crew n***a hard as me

12 years in the game no robbery

Hey n***a talk that s**t I do for real

About maybachs for real

Look be for the crutial

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 n***a who ain't

I'm moving maine what you can't

Am I sacked up what you thank

In the club goin' hard n***as know I got them racks

In the kitchen whippin' hard n***as know I got that sack

In this b***h goin hard n***as know I got them racks

In the kitchen whippin' hard n***as know I got that sack