whitney lyrics
by Gunnr
[Chorus]
Racks up on my body, on my body (Uh-uh)
I know that you got some issues, yeah (Yeah)
The way you talk to me, I cannot talk back (Talk, talk)
And you know that I'm over with you
I know what you want right now (Hey)
Tell me, what's the problem?
Tell me, what's the problem? (Hey)
Every time he open up his mouth, I'm what he talks about (Huh)
I'm usually not the one to be talkin' sh*t (Woah)
How you wasting racks on that lil' fit? Huh
I've been sipping pink, but it ain't Whitney (Let's go)
All these b*tches 'round me make me sick (Yeah)
When I hop up on that mic, I never miss (Sick)
sh*t, how you wasting racks on that lil' fit? (Huh-huh)
I've been sipping pink, but it ain't Whitney
All these b*tches 'round me make me sick (Yeah)
When I hop up on that mic, I never miss
[Verse]
You know me, that don't mean that I can't miss you
I reminisce about the day you showed your cards
And you know it's not my job, yeah, to fix you (Yeah)
Tell her, "Please be careful with my garments"
[Chorus]
Racks up on my body, on my body (Uh-uh)
I know that you got some issues, yeah (Yeah)
The way you talk to me, I cannot talk back (Talk, talk)
And you know that I'm over with you
I know what you want right now (Hey)
Tell me, what's the problem?
Tell me, what's the problem? (Hey)
Every time he open up his mouth, I'm what he talks about (Huh)
I'm usually not the one to be talkin' sh*t (Woah)
How you wasting racks on that lil' fit? Huh
I've been sipping pink, but it ain't Whitney (Let's go)
All these b*tches 'round me make me sick (Yeah)
When I hop up on that mic, I never miss (Sick)
sh*t, how you wasting racks on that lil' fit? (Huh-huh)
I've been sipping pink, but it ain't Whitney
All these b*tches 'round me make me sick (Yeah)
When I hop up on that mic, I never miss