Stack It Up Lyrics & Tabs by Emilio Rojas
Stack It Up
guitar chords lyrics
You've got an easy way of loving (Yeah)
And it's the best I've ever had (Canei Finch on the beat)
Well well and it feels, it feels so good (Am I the baddest?!)
(Sho' nuff bitch) To be loved so bad
Tatted up, all my bitches bad as fuck
We be spending money 'cause we know that we could stack it up (Bad)
Tatted up, all my bitches bad as fuck
We be spending money 'cause we know that we could stack it up (Bad)
Stack it up, st-st-stack it up,
We be spending money 'cause we know that we could stack it up (Bad)
Tatted up, all my bitches bad as fuck
We be spending money 'cause we know that we could...
We sitting ringside, we at the Cotto fight
We fucking ring girls, yeah that's the prototype
You gon' see my fucking entourage on HBO tonight
We sitting ringside, we at the Cotto fight
We fucking ring girls, yeah that's the prototype
You gon' see my fucking entourage on HBO tonight
Baby, if you smoking with us, make sure that you roll it right
Young and restless, none of y'all are impressive
In Queens, I'm in Perfections where your queen shows us her imperfections
I'm addicted to money, no intervention
She killing it with them ass shots, that's a lethal injection, right?
I had 'em all and the baddest broads, I smash 'em all
Yeah, half of them is on the Adderall
They do lines like it's a casting call
And I've never been the type to get loud, I just let my actions talk
I've been living in the Heights, I'm uptown where all of my Latins are
Tats all on my chest, my name all in your burr
I don't have no regrets, it's just a bunch of lessons I learned
I'm laughing at all y'all checks like "Yo, that's all the money you earn?"
Shit, I got enough of it to burn, bitch, I'm so bad.
Yeah, now all my bitches bad but they pussy good
And yeah they habits bad but that kush is good
And if she wifey, then you know that mami cooking good
Her attitude is bad as hell but shit, she looking good, right?
And yeah, you knowing all the homies acting low
Yeah 'cause we got checks to blow, yeah and we the next to blow
I got bitches that got bitches that got bitches that got hoes
And they all are flexible, I bend them back and stretch 'em slow
Tell 'em work it out, I don't have the time to be fighting
Y'all roll around with no work on ya like half of the time you be striking
I ain't eaten in days though because being hungry's inspiring
And I don't wait on no say so and I'm doing just what I'm liking, right?
I'm spending dirty money but my record clean
Balenciaga sneaks, tee shirts with leather sleeves
Y'all answer questions for money like it was Jeopardy
But the ones that got the most to say the ones who never speak, yeah.
One, two, three, are you ready? (Are you ready?)
Hold on steady (Hold on steady)
Here we go oh oh (Here we go, here we go again now)
