ATM Jam

Album: Broke With Expensive Taste (2013)
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  • I got racks, racks, racks, 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do
    I got racks, racks, racks, 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do
    You a bad ass bitch, a bad ass bitch
    That thong get lost in the fat ass, bitch
    I got racks, racks, racks 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do

    I got racks, racks, racks, 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do
    I got racks, racks, racks, 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do
    You a bad ass bitch, a bad ass bitch
    That thong get lost in the fat ass, bitch
    I got racks, racks, racks 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do

    Thank you darly
    Buy the barry
    I can admit I likes to party
    I spent a grip
    I swipes the cardy
    When I heist, I'mma drips my pricey garmy
    I'm the swami
    Hyphy hip-cat
    I'm "freaky-fit-that"
    I could rr-ip-pap (rap)
    Ice on her wrist like high-sophis-chat
    When I dyke with a bitch, that's spicy! Get that!

    I got racks, racks, racks, 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do
    I got racks, racks, racks, 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do
    You a bad ass bitch, a bad ass bitch
    That thong get lost in the fat ass, bitch
    I got racks, racks, racks 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do

    Ayo P. Do that freaky jam on the beat
    Is you with that butter shit that, that bonne vie?
    Did you divvy, did you double dig that?
    That song sings- freaky deeky, whistle-wetter, slip that slit (that thong thing)
    Hyphy-cheeky-cheddar-checker get her own cheese
    That's a chicken w/ her head off
    That's that bitch that won't be with her
    Official with that with that whole steez
    Flighty-fleety-feather-witch that whip that long weave nigga

    They shootin' in the parking lot
    Everybody get low
    They shootin' in the parking lot
    It ain't where you wanna go
    Now standby soldier standby soldier
    And work it with the motherfuckin' ass like I told ya
    Standby soldier standby soldier
    And work it with the motherfuckin' ass like I told ya

    I got racks, racks, racks, 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do
    I got racks, racks, racks, 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do
    You a bad ass bitch, a bad ass bitch
    That thong get lost in the fat ass, bitch
    I got racks, racks, racks 'til the ATM jam
    Tell me what you wanna do Writer/s: Azealia Banks, Jonny Harris, Pharrell Williams
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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