Lirik Lagu Racks - H.E.R. feat. YBN Cordae
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Money help me get byIt don't matter if ICop myself expensive thingsBuy myself a diamond ringMarried to the mullahStill ain't got no loverLooking, all I see is greenWonder can you buy me these
It's hard to trust the things that we lustNo falling in love, we so outta touchWhen no one's around, who's holdin' you down?It seems like the only thing we know is
All of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeahAll of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeahAll of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeahAll of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
They don't understandThey don't know how to get the stacks upIf I drop a hundred bandsI'ma get it right back upAnd if I fall it don't matterI'ma a ball, get the bag, yeahSpend it all when I'm sad, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's hard to trust the things that we lustNo falling in love, we so outta touchWhen no one's around, who's holdin' you down?It seems like the only thing we know is
All of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeahAll of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeahAll of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeahAll of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
[YBN Cordae:]Now you know a young nigga got them racks up on meI can introduce you to my rapper homiesBut I ain't gonna take you to the matrimonyProlly gonna leave you down, sad and lonelyMy infatuation with these bags and facesGot a couple dollars so congratulationsTryna find love so I'm navigatin'Shower you with gifts over saturationBut I can't seem to find love without the ratchet shitThis little dream of mine, why am I attached to this?But happiness is when you glad and blissAnd the cash and shit, is a catalystTo cover up the pain, it's hazardousThe trouble, lust, the fame, it's attacking quick, my God
All of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeahAll of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeahAll of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeahAll of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's hard to trust the things that we lustNo falling in love, we so outta touchWhen no one's around, who's holdin' you down?It seems like the only thing we know is
All of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeahAll of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeahAll of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeahAll of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
They don't understandThey don't know how to get the stacks upIf I drop a hundred bandsI'ma get it right back upAnd if I fall it don't matterI'ma a ball, get the bag, yeahSpend it all when I'm sad, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's hard to trust the things that we lustNo falling in love, we so outta touchWhen no one's around, who's holdin' you down?It seems like the only thing we know is
All of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeahAll of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeahAll of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeahAll of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
[YBN Cordae:]Now you know a young nigga got them racks up on meI can introduce you to my rapper homiesBut I ain't gonna take you to the matrimonyProlly gonna leave you down, sad and lonelyMy infatuation with these bags and facesGot a couple dollars so congratulationsTryna find love so I'm navigatin'Shower you with gifts over saturationBut I can't seem to find love without the ratchet shitThis little dream of mine, why am I attached to this?But happiness is when you glad and blissAnd the cash and shit, is a catalystTo cover up the pain, it's hazardousThe trouble, lust, the fame, it's attacking quick, my God
All of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeahAll of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeahAll of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeahAll of your racks and things (Racks)All of your racks and things (All your racks)They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
