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I’ll Holla

Stack Bundles

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Intro: Stack Bundles I'm getting too much cash I'll holla I'm living way too fast I'll holla And yea a nigga tryna slow down but the time ain't now so love I'll holla Verse 1: Listen, the plan is clearer than Smirnoff I'm tryna get these squares off But groupie niggas keep talking my ears off I tell them if it ain't about a dollar I ain't got time to chat with you niggas, I'll holla Gotta be about kitty, when it comes to stack No penny pinching shit, better come with stacks I done sold more trees than a lumberjack I done had more HOOOs than Liono from the Thundercats The younger cats love my raps Identify with a trapper Ballin and he dapper No wifey, you could call him a bachelor My broads got STDs, they'll clap ya An actor, I'm far from doggy I smell something fishy and its far from porgy Thats the scale, feds tryna get a collar I ain't got time for jail so tell em I'll holla Chorus: Stack Bundles I'm getting too much cash I'll holla I'm living way too fast I'll holla And yea a nigga tryna slow down but the time ain't now so love I'll holla I, I, I, I'll holla Ma, you got em open he looking like "I'll holla" You tryna dance He keep tugging on your pants Ma, please turn around and tell him that I'll holla Verse 2: Stack Bundles Holla at your guala The top don dada Pop my collar Don, when I leave ya follow Homie, one way to see if I gotta Taste test mine, don't waste that you gotta swallow Nautica thermal, with my chains on, chain gang! Tavernati my jeans, I do the damn thing Without spring break, I show the world how Baking soda and some water make girl gone wild Crocodile or gator, either way they Maurie Fuck em now or later, Bitches all adore me Mister twice, son I'm bored with orgies Kiss the girl and make em cry, young Georgie Porgie Gorgeous gangster or whatever you call me Take a picture, snapshot, record me I'm spending till it ain't none left Think I'm stopping don't hold your breath, I'll holla Chorus: Stack Bundles I'm getting too much cash I'll holla I'm living way too fast I'll holla And yea a nigga tryna slow down but the time ain't now so love I'll holla I, I, I, I'll holla Ma, you got em open he looking like "I'll holla" You tryna dance He keep tugging on your pants Ma, please turn around and tell him that I'll holla Verse 3: Lil Wayne First things first, rest in peace Stack Bundles Now watch me get up in they ass like crack bundles No homo From the home of the black gumbo Big Rockets on the block, but no Motumbo Hollygrove thats my fuckin jungle And I'm pulling on the money till it scream "uncle" Tug of war, fuck a war if it ain't bout money And they could never run they south cause I will out run em Like relay I huste everyday Like R-I-C-K Ross Horses 12 no V8 Get lost on the freeway Call me lil EA The son of LE Trey Niggas wana G hate You never see me hate I swear I could speed chase until my fuckin feet ache Lost my nigga Stacks, left me with some heartache But if there is a heaven for a G, I'll holla Chorus: Stack Bundles I'm getting too much cash I'll holla I'm living way too fast I'll holla And yea a nigga tryna slow down but the time ain't now so love I'll holla I, I, I, I'll holla Ma, you got em open he looking like "I'll holla" You tryna dance He keep tugging on your pants Ma, please turn around and tell him that I'll holla Verse 4: Stack Bundles Hit the strip club blowin thousands of dollars End of the night I'm leaving with something, like I'll holla Try prada, I'm Mr.Red Tag Keep a bird by my side like Mr.Mcnabb She like stack, "they don't do it like you do" Skulls round my neck like I'm practicing voodoo Black magic, a rabbit out the hat Show you how to get a carrera out the trap These young boys don't spit it like Stack They don't hustle, they just be around shit like a pack It's the youngin with the cocky flow And in the words of King Jaffe Joe: "I'll holla" Chorus: Stack Bundles I'm getting too much cash I'll holla I'm living way too fast I'll holla And yea a nigga tryna slow down but the time ain't now so love I'll holla I, I, I, I'll holla Ma, you got em open he looking like "I'll holla" You tryna dance He keep tugging on your pants Ma, please turn around and tell him that I'll holla
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