Chris Brown, Joyner Lucas, Lil Wayne - Need a Stack lyrics
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana.U.S.
[Chris Brown, Joyner Lucas, Lil Wayne - Need a Stack lyrics]
Woah, woah woah, woah
Woah, woah woah, woah
Woah, woah
I walked up in that bitch with five, tens
(Woo) , twenties, fifties
Hunnids on me (Woo) i don't usually do this
I ain't really
(yeah) with the stuntin', homie (yeah)
But I gotta do it 'cause tonight
(Oh) , she 'bout to bust it on me (Oh)
She gon' get to touchin' on me (Oh, oh)
I put all my money on it (Woo-woo)
'Cause you know you workin' with
Some ass, yeah, you bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, his last
Yeah you've been killin' it since last year
Since last summer, had these
Bitches gettin' mad, yeah
(Hey) ain't that somethin'?
I don't usually hit the shake
Club or drink much
But today I got my pay stubs, I'm laced up
Let me show you what the face does
A drink does
Saw you movin' from the waist up
I don't take drugs
Baby, what you call it? (Woo)
What you hidin'? Skeletons all
Up in your closet? (Woo)
You exotic, open up, let me come inside it
(Woo) i'm invited
Tell them bitches I'm a sexaholic
(Woo, yeah) i'm excited, perfect timin'
You look good, won't you throw it back on me?
You gon' make even a broke nigga
Put his last on it
You gon' make him spend the dough
He don't even have money
When you take off all your clothes
They gon' put they tax on it
But it's not enough
She said, "You gon' have to give me
More than one dollar
You gon' have to give me
More than five dollars
You gon' have to give me
More than ten dollars you gon' have to throw
More than twenty dollars"
Said, "You gon' have to give
Me more than fifty dollars
Yeah, you gon' have to throw
More than a hunnid dollars
Yeah, you gon' have to empty
Out your fuckin' wallet
Yeah, you gon' have to empty
Out your fuckin' pocket"
I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack yeah, I'ma need a
III'ma need a rack (Wobbity, wobbity)
II'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
II'ma need a stack
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a iII'ma need a rack
After you back it up, then stop
Wobbity, wobbity, drop, drop and make it hop
I'm in Versace, Armani
Balenciaga to the socks
And I'm on the molly
I'm throwin' thousands like rocks
Ooh, say less, my lil' babe blessed
She just bought a new booty, she on bed rest
She be twerkin' to Tunechi for them paychecks
She tat' my name on her booty
Know her face next i'm throwin' up the racks
Like some quarterbacks
Ooh, what a catch, that don't come with tax
Now you up in Saks with a bunch of bags
Shake that fuckin' ass for a budget plan
I throw a bunch of cash i get so bored
I start throwin' money underhand
I need another hand i got a blunt in hand
Louder than a southern band
You gon' need a stack, bitch
Do the money dance tunechi
She said, "You gon' have to give me
More than one dollar (Mula)
You gon' have to give me
More than five dollars
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You gon' have to give me
More than ten dollars you gon' have to throw
More than twenty dollars" (yeah)
Said, "You gon' have to give
Me more than fifty dollars (yeah)
Yeah, you gon' have to throw
More than a hunnid dollars (yeah)
Yeah, you gon' have to empty
Out your fuckin' wallet (yeah)
Yeah, you gon' have to empty
Out your fuckin' pocket"
I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack yeah, I'ma need a
III'ma need a rack (Wobbity, wobbity)
II'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
II'ma need a stack
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a iII'ma need a rack
If I leave a paper trail
Then I'ma need a tip drill
Shakin' it, turn the lights down
Bust it for the light bill
Diggin' it, then I'm lickin'
All on that pussy, put it right there
Only wanna fuck the Black bitches
With the nice hair
Baby, bend it over, ass up, take the mask off
Don't ask me if I'm throwin' cash up
I'm spendin' that part
Black Card, play your part, now go retarded
That booty stupid, think you smart
I fuck regardless
Sprinkler fuckin' up your guard
That coochie water
I tear it up, she call me daddy
I'm not her father ask her where she from?
She said, "New Orleans, " it's a mic check
Don't try to kiss after you swallow
I don't like that (Huh)
But you look good when you
Throw it back on me
You gon' make even a broke nigga
Spend a bag on it
You gon' make me come alone like
I don't even have homies
When you pull them titties out
Put 'em in my mouth
Then I hit the dash on 'em
She said, "You gon' have to give me
More than one dollar
You gon' have to give me
More than five dollars
You gon' have to give me
More than ten dollars you gon' have to throw
More than twenty dollars"
Said, "You gon' have to give
Me more than fifty dollars
Yeah, you gon' have to throw
More than a hunnid dollars
Yeah, you gon' have to empty
Out your fuckin' wallet
Yeah, you gon' have to empty
Out your fuckin' pocket"
I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack yeah, I'ma need a
III'ma need a rack (Wobbity, wobbity)
II'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
II'ma need a stack
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a iII'ma need a rack
Oh, I'ma throw a bag in the air
By the time it hit the ground
Better bring that ass over here
Everything, all the drinks on me tonight
Put that thing on me
I'm tryna see what that pussy like
I'm just tryna pay a couple bills (yeah)
When she hit the stage
I'ma leave more than a tip (Oh oh)
Let me grab it, let me smack it
Don't care if it's real
Pullin' on my pants, I'ma let you feel it
Biggity bounce, biggity bounce
Gon' toot it up
She breakin' it down, breakin' it down
I can't get enough
Spread 'em for me, showin' them cheeks
I'm actin' like a fiend, been here for a week
She give me the red light special
You can lie to me, baby
Tell me that I'm special
Just keep steppin' on the money
Like they rose petals
I'm not a trick, just a rich nigga
Know better
She said, "You gon' have to give me
More than one dollar (Know better)
You gon' have to give me
More than five dollars (Know better)
You gon' have to give me
More than ten dollars (Rich nigga know)
You gon' have to throw
More than twenty dollars"
(Rich nigga know better)
Said, "You gon' have to give
Me more than fifty dollars (Know better)
Yeah, you gon' have to throw
More than a hunnid dollars (Know better)
Yeah, you gon' have to empty
Out your fuckin' wallet (Rich nigga know)
Yeah, you gon' have to empty
Out your fuckin' pocket"
(Rich nigga know better)
I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack yeah, I'ma need a
III'ma need a rack (Wobbity, wobbity)
II'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
II'ma need a stack
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a iII'ma need a rack
Woah, woah woah, woah
Woah, woah
I walked up in that bitch with five, tens
(Woo) , twenties, fifties
Hunnids on me (Woo) i don't usually do this
I ain't really
(yeah) with the stuntin', homie (yeah)
But I gotta do it 'cause tonight
(Oh) , she 'bout to bust it on me (Oh)
She gon' get to touchin' on me (Oh, oh)
I put all my money on it (Woo-woo)
'Cause you know you workin' with
Some ass, yeah, you bad, yeah
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, his last
Yeah you've been killin' it since last year
Since last summer, had these
Bitches gettin' mad, yeah
(Hey) ain't that somethin'?
I don't usually hit the shake
Club or drink much
But today I got my pay stubs, I'm laced up
Let me show you what the face does
A drink does
Saw you movin' from the waist up
I don't take drugs
Baby, what you call it? (Woo)
What you hidin'? Skeletons all
Up in your closet? (Woo)
You exotic, open up, let me come inside it
(Woo) i'm invited
Tell them bitches I'm a sexaholic
(Woo, yeah) i'm excited, perfect timin'
You look good, won't you throw it back on me?
You gon' make even a broke nigga
Put his last on it
You gon' make him spend the dough
He don't even have money
When you take off all your clothes
They gon' put they tax on it
But it's not enough
She said, "You gon' have to give me
More than one dollar
You gon' have to give me
More than five dollars
You gon' have to give me
More than ten dollars you gon' have to throw
More than twenty dollars"
Said, "You gon' have to give
Me more than fifty dollars
Yeah, you gon' have to throw
More than a hunnid dollars
Yeah, you gon' have to empty
Out your fuckin' wallet
Yeah, you gon' have to empty
Out your fuckin' pocket"
I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack yeah, I'ma need a
III'ma need a rack (Wobbity, wobbity)
II'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
II'ma need a stack
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a iII'ma need a rack
After you back it up, then stop
Wobbity, wobbity, drop, drop and make it hop
I'm in Versace, Armani
Balenciaga to the socks
And I'm on the molly
I'm throwin' thousands like rocks
Ooh, say less, my lil' babe blessed
She just bought a new booty, she on bed rest
She be twerkin' to Tunechi for them paychecks
She tat' my name on her booty
Know her face next i'm throwin' up the racks
Like some quarterbacks
Ooh, what a catch, that don't come with tax
Now you up in Saks with a bunch of bags
Shake that fuckin' ass for a budget plan
I throw a bunch of cash i get so bored
I start throwin' money underhand
I need another hand i got a blunt in hand
Louder than a southern band
You gon' need a stack, bitch
Do the money dance tunechi
She said, "You gon' have to give me
More than one dollar (Mula)
You gon' have to give me
More than five dollars
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
You gon' have to give me
More than ten dollars you gon' have to throw
More than twenty dollars" (yeah)
Said, "You gon' have to give
Me more than fifty dollars (yeah)
Yeah, you gon' have to throw
More than a hunnid dollars (yeah)
Yeah, you gon' have to empty
Out your fuckin' wallet (yeah)
Yeah, you gon' have to empty
Out your fuckin' pocket"
I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack yeah, I'ma need a
III'ma need a rack (Wobbity, wobbity)
II'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
II'ma need a stack
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a iII'ma need a rack
If I leave a paper trail
Then I'ma need a tip drill
Shakin' it, turn the lights down
Bust it for the light bill
Diggin' it, then I'm lickin'
All on that pussy, put it right there
Only wanna fuck the Black bitches
With the nice hair
Baby, bend it over, ass up, take the mask off
Don't ask me if I'm throwin' cash up
I'm spendin' that part
Black Card, play your part, now go retarded
That booty stupid, think you smart
I fuck regardless
Sprinkler fuckin' up your guard
That coochie water
I tear it up, she call me daddy
I'm not her father ask her where she from?
She said, "New Orleans, " it's a mic check
Don't try to kiss after you swallow
I don't like that (Huh)
But you look good when you
Throw it back on me
You gon' make even a broke nigga
Spend a bag on it
You gon' make me come alone like
I don't even have homies
When you pull them titties out
Put 'em in my mouth
Then I hit the dash on 'em
She said, "You gon' have to give me
More than one dollar
You gon' have to give me
More than five dollars
You gon' have to give me
More than ten dollars you gon' have to throw
More than twenty dollars"
Said, "You gon' have to give
Me more than fifty dollars
Yeah, you gon' have to throw
More than a hunnid dollars
Yeah, you gon' have to empty
Out your fuckin' wallet
Yeah, you gon' have to empty
Out your fuckin' pocket"
I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack yeah, I'ma need a
III'ma need a rack (Wobbity, wobbity)
II'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
II'ma need a stack
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a iII'ma need a rack
Oh, I'ma throw a bag in the air
By the time it hit the ground
Better bring that ass over here
Everything, all the drinks on me tonight
Put that thing on me
I'm tryna see what that pussy like
I'm just tryna pay a couple bills (yeah)
When she hit the stage
I'ma leave more than a tip (Oh oh)
Let me grab it, let me smack it
Don't care if it's real
Pullin' on my pants, I'ma let you feel it
Biggity bounce, biggity bounce
Gon' toot it up
She breakin' it down, breakin' it down
I can't get enough
Spread 'em for me, showin' them cheeks
I'm actin' like a fiend, been here for a week
She give me the red light special
You can lie to me, baby
Tell me that I'm special
Just keep steppin' on the money
Like they rose petals
I'm not a trick, just a rich nigga
Know better
She said, "You gon' have to give me
More than one dollar (Know better)
You gon' have to give me
More than five dollars (Know better)
You gon' have to give me
More than ten dollars (Rich nigga know)
You gon' have to throw
More than twenty dollars"
(Rich nigga know better)
Said, "You gon' have to give
Me more than fifty dollars (Know better)
Yeah, you gon' have to throw
More than a hunnid dollars (Know better)
Yeah, you gon' have to empty
Out your fuckin' wallet (Rich nigga know)
Yeah, you gon' have to empty
Out your fuckin' pocket"
(Rich nigga know better)
I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack yeah, I'ma need a
III'ma need a rack (Wobbity, wobbity)
II'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)
II'ma need a stack
I'ma, I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a iII'ma need a rack