I'ma need like 200 racks for a new V12 (new V12)
Shawty don't know how to act, can't behave herself
Baby I want it kept, you tight as hell
Throw it like that
Oh, mmm, 200 new racks
Talking old shit, like I wasn't
Oh, oh, yeah
Oh, oh yeah
Oh, babe
Don't you look down
Don't you
You make me smoke the whole clip
Double them cups, no dressing
Baby, you got me thinking 'bout racks
Got me cutting off all the old flings
Let's go, babe
Do it like that, like that
Go and bounce that ass for me, girl
I'm on ten
Every time you leave, baby, I got you on my mind
I been so good
On me, I want it all the time
