Luyện nghe bài hát Rake It Up

[Intro: Yo Gotti & Minaj]
Aw, the strip club anthem, nigga, what's up?
Money
Yeah, me and Mike WiLL pull up to AOD back to
AMG 63's
Mike Made-It, nigga

[Hook: Yo
I tell all my hoes: it up
Break it down, it up
Fuck it up, it up, back it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, it up, back it up
I all my hoes: Rake it up
it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, it up, rake it up, rake it up

[Verse 1: Yo
I love to a stripper (stripper), first I had to tip her (phrrr)
20 thousand ones, (woo) she I'm that nigga (I am)
I said I'm that nigga, bitch, I know it (I know it)
I with bad weather, (ksh) they say I'm a storm (aye)
VVS in my chum, that's a Roc-A-Fella
I was sending bricks to back when Jay was still with Dame
I'm a Phillipe Chow, (what) I got a on (okay)
Got a stripper with me she up the check, home (phrrr)
She gon' fuck it up, fuck it up, she need makeup (makeup)
She gon' rake it up, rake it up a nigga pay up (pay up)
She said pay for the pussy, pay for the pussy (pay), for the pussy, wait for the pussy (wait)
Ask God to forgive me (why) 'cause I pray for the pussy, for the pussy

[Intro: Yo Gotti & Nicki
I all my hoes: Rake it up
Break it down, it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, back it up, it up
I tell all my hoes: it up
it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, it up, rake it up, rake it up
Yo, yo

2: Nicki Minaj]
Brought out the pink Lamborghini just to race with
Brought the Wraith to China just to in China
Lil' bad trini bitch but she with China
Real thick vagina, bricks to China (woo)
I all my niggas, (yo) cut the check (cut the check)
Buss it down, your goofy down, (down) pound
do splits on it, yes, splits on it, (splits) I'm a bad bitch, I'ma throw fits on it (fits)
I'ma bust it open, go stupid and be a ditz on it (ditz)
I date honey, (no?) cookie on tsunami (oh)
All my wife me once they get that good punani (oh)
I think he need a Bonnie, I might just let him me
Never trust a big and a smile, word to Ronnie
Rep like Supreme, ask Web and Nitty
Ask Bimmy and Joe, nigga run me my
Wrist game is freezing like it wait in the
Nickname is Nicki but my name ain't

Yo Gotti]
I tell all my Rake it up
it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, back it up, it up
it up, rake it up, back it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes: it up
Break it down, it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, it up, fuck it up
it up, fuck it up, rake it up, rake it up

[Verse 3: Yo Gotti & Too
Well, I'm the dough boy, the one they talking
All these gossiping ass got my name in they mouth
I know the bad bitches but know who bitches too
They should bleed once a month 'cause that's what bitches do
You a bitch and ya bitch expose you
All that pillow talking nigga that's the hoes do
You a bitch, word to my nigga,
We won't never no statement, we ain't showing up in court
We don't do no gossiping, we do no arguing
We beef on social sites, we just hit our target
We do no rumors, we don't don't pay no shooters (brrr)
You a little bitch, you should work at Hooters (yo)
You a old hater, you a cougar
You a bitch and he a bitch and y'all twin sisters
Respect ya hustle, get ya money, baby, win us
Ya boyfriend acting like a bitch then why you with him?

Yo Gotti]
I tell all my Rake it up
Break it down, it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, it up, back it up
Rake it up, rake it up, it up, back it up
I tell all my hoes: it up
it down, back it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, it up, fuck it up
Fuck it up, fuck it up, rake it up, it up