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Diddy

Genres: Hip-Hop

1000 Stacks Lyrics - Diddy

Yea 

Hey yo Nelly, 

Lets do this 

 

At, at, at last I'm literally loungin' black 

Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks, 

At last I'm literally loungin' black 

Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks 

 

Got a bad bitch wit' me she in the Valentino 

Half black and phillipino 

I let her count casinos 

Her under apple bottom her underwear Sean John 

A hundred on every arm hundred more in my charm 

Tell em' puff 

 

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Let your mind let your body and your soul go 

Its aight get your money stack more dough 

(Tell em' puff) 

Pick a day get your girl come and play 

You know my motherfuckin' name 

(you know my motherfuckin' name) 

 

How bout we hop in the Monte Carlo 

Tomorrow we'll ice the bottles 

In the ocean with the goggles 

And act like you won the lotto (uh oh) 

Lamborghini buggato my matchin' on the throttle 

My motto is Snatch your motto with my latto is a lot oh 

Insane my game is like James, 

Kobe or maybe Dwayne wade 

Fresh shades Alexander McClains 

Bottles of rosay some rockin oj's tell em puff 

 

Photos 

 

Let your mind let your body and your soul go 

Its aight get your money stack more dough 

(Tell em' puff) 

Pick a day get your girl come and play 

You know my motherfuckin' name 

(you know my motherfuckin' name) 

 

At, at, at last I'm literally loungin' black 

Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks, 

At last I'm literally loungin' black 

Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks 

Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks 

Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks 

Sittin' back sittin' back sittin' back sittin' back 

Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks 

 

I kick in the door wavin' the four four 

All you heard was dirty don't hurt em' no more 

Well fuck that I'm takin' my reign back (reign back) 

So take that (take that) 

So take that tell em' puff 

 

Let your mind let your body and your soul go 

Its aight get your money stack more dough 

(Tell em' puff) 

Pick a day get your girl come and play 

You know my motherfuckin' name 

(you know my motherfuckin' name) 

 

I pull up to the party 

With Cory smokin' cigary with the baddest little shawty 

Cause shawty love to get naughty (uh oh) 

Dollar after dollar you niggas might wanna hollar 

I chinchilla the collar, dirty what I did with comma hey (Hey) 

Keep time A.P, shine 

We fly only in G-5 

She's fine yep she mine put your peace high homie for B.I. 

 

Let your mind let your body and your soul go 

Its aight get your money stack more dough 

(Tell em' puff) 

Pick a day get your girl come and play 

You know my motherfuckin' name 

(you know my motherfuckin' name) 

 

At, at, at last I'm literally loungin' black 

Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks, 

At last I'm literally loungin' black 

Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks 

Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks 

Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks 

Sittin' back sittin' back sittin' back sittin' back 

Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks 

 

Now 

Watch ya wanna do 

You fuckin' wit a baller 

A st louis brawler 

You can hate me she gonna fuck wit me regardless 

We be a flawless 

All this 

Tell em' puff 

 

Let your mind let your body and your soul go 

Its aight get your money stack more dough 

(Tell em' puff) 

Pick a day get your girl come and play 

You know my motherfuckin' name 

(you know my motherfuckin' name) 

 

Stackin' papers contagious 

Buildin' paper skyscrapers 

Stuntin' outrageous comin' straight out the matrix 

Hustle lil' mommy 

Countin' papers my hobby 

Throw in up the tachardi 

Down the streets of Miami 

My neck gold the bling is rainbow 

It came cold and made to hang low 

The bank roll is made to stay swoll 

You cant fold more paper than Kinko 

 

At, at, at last I'm literally loungin' black 

Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks, 

At last I'm literally loungin' black 

Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks 

Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks 

Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks 

Sittin' back sittin' back sittin' back sittin' back 

Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks