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lil reece - money stackin كلمات الأغنية

[hook]
got all these bands, this money i’m stackin
b_tch i’m out here in the field, so it’s team no lackin
got all these bands, this money i’m stackin
b_tch i’m out here in the field, so it’s team no lackin
got all these bands, this money i’m stackin
b_tch i’m out here in the field, so it’s team no lackin
got all these bands, this money i’m stackin
b_tch i’m out here in the field, so it’s team no lackin

[verse 1: lil reese]
n_ggas playing games, i ain’t for none what’s crackin?
and i’m out here in the field so it’s team no lackin
i’m off the sh_ts, i won’t stop i’m crackin
got all these bands, this monеy i’m stackin
ain’t playing games, we ain’t for none what’s crackin?
wе sliding doors back and young n_ggas clappin
racing to the money i’m speeding like a rabbit
got a lot of money try to take what i’m having
you get clapped up and that’s faster than a rabbit
on 64th, b_tch we what’s happening
try to come through, you get clapped with the mac
300 sh_t b_tch i been a savage

[hook]
[verse 2: waka flocka flame]
he reach for it that’s a dead body
elmer fudd, double barrel shotty
my neck rocky and i’m off a molly
my b_tch bad with a buffie body
young n_ggas shoot at anybody
all these bands got a n_gga c_cky
strapped in the club motherf_cker
lil reese get him!
man down, let the piece hit him
doit broad day and police with him
yellow tape, let the streets get him
chalk him out, white sheet did him
bow bow, i’m bussin’ at him
i’m balling hard, no nba
my b_tch a diamond, lisa raye
spend 20k at least a day
do it weekend n_gga? do it everyday!
she wit me? she go every way
count this money til’ my fingers hurt
when i hit the p_ssy i bet she squirt
selling dope, we ain’t got to work
real n_gga, no tight shirt
my gun don’t work, i got a knife
you disrespect, i’m doing life
[hook]

[verse 3: wale]
lot of paper bring a lot of haters, capeesh?
and the more you make a be the more you make, it ain’t sweet
but i do me (fasho!)
do i lose sleep? (h_ll no!)
if i fall down, before they start counting i’m back on my feet
this that flyraq meet
chiraq
no contest with that flow
all of my heads out, with young dreadlocks, couple real n_ggas from the ‘go
like i said in one song
life is lame with no goals
barely rap about dope, whenever i don’t you n_ggas ignore
chop be cooking that crack, and talking hard rock, and talking that snow
naw, chop a send me that track, i send that sh_t back in back of that he_rs_
crack ain’t something i know, ain’t something i did just keeping it real
as a matter of fact, you never moved crack
but knowing yall rappers a probably throw a brick, b_tch

[hook]

- lil reece

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