Lirik 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 Tidak mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi 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 Tidak Mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi 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 by
It don't matter if I
Cop myself expensive things
Buy myself a diamond ring
Married to the mullah
Still ain't got no lover
Looking, all I see is green
Wonder can you buy me these
It's hard to trust the things that we lust
No falling in love, we so outta touch
When 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, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All 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 understand
They don't know how to get the stacks up
If I drop a hundred bands
I'ma get it right back up
And if I fall it don't matter
I'ma a ball, get the bag, yeah
Spend it all when I'm sad, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's hard to trust the things that we lust
No falling in love, we so outta touch
When 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, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All 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 me
I can introduce you to my rapper homies
But I ain't gonna take you to the matrimony
Prolly gonna leave you down, sad and lonely
My infatuation with these bags and faces
Got a couple dollars so congratulations
Tryna find love so I'm navigatin'
Shower you with gifts over saturation
But I can't seem to find love without the ratchet shit
This little dream of mine, why am I attached to this?
But happiness is when you glad and bliss
And the cash and shit, is a catalyst
To cover up the pain, it's hazardous
The 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, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All 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 don't matter if I
Cop myself expensive things
Buy myself a diamond ring
Married to the mullah
Still ain't got no lover
Looking, all I see is green
Wonder can you buy me these
It's hard to trust the things that we lust
No falling in love, we so outta touch
When 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, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All 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 understand
They don't know how to get the stacks up
If I drop a hundred bands
I'ma get it right back up
And if I fall it don't matter
I'ma a ball, get the bag, yeah
Spend it all when I'm sad, yeah, yeah, yeah
It's hard to trust the things that we lust
No falling in love, we so outta touch
When 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, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All 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 me
I can introduce you to my rapper homies
But I ain't gonna take you to the matrimony
Prolly gonna leave you down, sad and lonely
My infatuation with these bags and faces
Got a couple dollars so congratulations
Tryna find love so I'm navigatin'
Shower you with gifts over saturation
But I can't seem to find love without the ratchet shit
This little dream of mine, why am I attached to this?
But happiness is when you glad and bliss
And the cash and shit, is a catalyst
To cover up the pain, it's hazardous
The 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, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
All of your racks and things (Racks)
All of your racks and things (All your racks)
They don't relax your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah