Blue

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Stacy Money - Rap

Blue

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[Intro] Okay, Okay Uh Stacy Money In dis bitch uh [Hook] I like my money in large amounts Nigga the fuck is you talkin bout If it ain't 10 then I'm walking out I need that dough I don't need a show Need a check just to leave my home Or a lil top from a freaky hoe Stackin up blues stackin up blues Cut off a bitch if she actin a fool (ay) Niggas be actin like fools (ay) My niggas riding with tools (ay) Too many hoes in the coupe If we get pulled over then we screwed Like my money long stretch it out Baby girl why you gotta stress me out? I ain't trippin cause she ain't mine Too much codeine poured all eight lines [Verse] She blow up my phone think i care and shit (ring) Its startin to get kinda embarrassin Ain't loving these hoes i be sharin em My brothers my brothers, we ride for each other This [?] on my waist ain't no time on these sluts I fuck her good and she ridin the bus Sold a fuck nigga a pint of the 'tuss Ain't no one else gettin higher than us Girl you so fine i could marry you Damn i wish it was a pair of you New Prestos got a pair or two like Stacy Money why they stare at you? He wonderin where his girl at She give me neck, pull her hair back Bad bitch with some attitude baby i can show you what them xannies do She so bad and dramatic too im like baby girl i ain't mad at you Im like baby i ain't mad at you Im like baby i ain't mad at you So bad with an attitude im like baby girl i ain't mad at you Im like baby i ain't mad at you Baby girl i ain't even mad at you (no no) [Hook] I like my money in large amounts Nigga the fuck is you talkin bout If it ain't 10 then I'm walking out I need that dough I don't need a show Need a check just to leave my home Or a lil top from a freaky hoe Stackin up blues stackin up blues Cut off a bitch if she actin a fool (ay) Niggas be actin like fools (ay) My niggas riding with tools (ay) Too many hoes in the coupe If we get pulled over then we screwed Like my money long stretch it out Baby girl why you gotta stress me out? I ain't trippin cause she ain't mine Too much codeine poured all eight lines

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  • Stacy Money