Mike Tha Menace - Run Up Tha Racks

Run up the racks
She not a ten? Want none of that
Need me a bitch to throw that shit back
Standing ovation, she made that shit clap
Problems I face it, speaking the facts
Shit I speak real, I do not cap
Nigga I'm turnt, lemme relax
Imma roll up, puff on some pack
We like to
Run up the racks
Run up the racks
Young nigga ain't got no hoes
Don't give a fuck where they at
Like Dora lost, need a map
Can't be a vegan, her head in my lap
Get my nut off and go give her some dap
She want some food, that shit a wrap
My flow hit ya head, concussion, don't you remember
My flow so cold you woulda thought I wrote my bars down in December
Not cuz I'm black, but I stay winning, so I got that chicken dinner
Feeding my pockets cornbread and cabbage, my pockets getting thick not thinner
I can switch up the flow but you already know
That a nigga just poppin shit
Call her whip cream by the way that she toppin' shit
Stay on a roll, ain't no stoppin' it
Top of my class in high school, I'm smart
Yeah you know that shits evident
Bitches see me and think I'm a demon
But I know a nigga heaven sent
Yeah he thinkin' he relevant
Until a nigga gets stepped on
Until a nigga gets slept on
Until he's long gone
So Imma go sit there on the back burner
Yeah Imma go 'head leave the stove on
And crank up the heat to the max
Porch lights, midnight, ya nigga stay on
While I
Run up the racks
She not a ten? Want none of that
Need me a bitch to throw that shit back
Standing ovation, she made that shit clap
Problems I face it, speaking the facts
Shit I speak real, I do not cap
Nigga I'm turnt, lemme relax
Imma roll up, puff on some pack
We like to
Run up the racks
Run up the racks
Young nigga ain't got no hoes
Don't give a fuck where they at
Like Dora lost, need a map
Can't be a vegan, her head in my lap
Get my nut off and go give her some dap
She want some food, that shit a wrap

Written by:
Michael Webb

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