Paroles de la chanson Stacks In My Slacks par Yung Bans
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Paroles de la chanson Stacks In My Slacks par Yung Bans
Marvy ayyyy
[Yung Bans & Tracy]
Yeah, I put in work, I got stacks in my slacks
This jacket cost some racks, I can't spill nothin' on that
Yeah, she said my dick like crack
Yeah, let her ride up on her vent, huh
Yeah, rob that nigga with no mask
Yeah, that's a 100K in cash
Yeah, put my feet up and relax
Yeah, sippin' champagne out the glass
[Yung Bans & Tracy]
Huh, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Ayy, real water, diamonds make 'em stare, yeah
[Yung Bans & Tracy]
Yeah, I put in work, I got stacks in my slacks
This jacket cost some racks, I can't spill nothin' on that
Yeah, she said my dick like crack
Yeah, let her ride up on her vent, huh
Yeah, rob that nigga with no mask
Yeah, that's a 100K in cash
Yeah, put my feet up and relax
Yeah, sippin' champagne out the glass
[Yung Bans & Tracy]
Huh, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Ayy, real water, diamonds make 'em stare, yeah
Hittin' out the lot, [?], oh
Got a lotta money like a fair
Yeah, ayy, man, this shit ain't come easy, ayy
Fuck your bitch, I leave her greasy
I like water, lil' hoe wanna tease me, huh
Come around, I just need you to please me
Uh, I put some ice on my wrist like it's broke
These niggas be lyin', call that boy Pinocchio
Oh, that's your hoe? I seen her front row at the show
I took her home, you don't wanna know what went on
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
My money legal I don't trap
Ooh yeah
I love that money and I won't cheat on 'em racks, yeah
Huh, ayy, I ain't cheatin' on 'em racks, huh, ayy
Got a lotta money like a fair
Yeah, ayy, man, this shit ain't come easy, ayy
Fuck your bitch, I leave her greasy
I like water, lil' hoe wanna tease me, huh
Come around, I just need you to please me
Uh, I put some ice on my wrist like it's broke
These niggas be lyin', call that boy Pinocchio
Oh, that's your hoe? I seen her front row at the show
I took her home, you don't wanna know what went on
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
My money legal I don't trap
Ooh yeah
I love that money and I won't cheat on 'em racks, yeah
Huh, ayy, I ain't cheatin' on 'em racks, huh, ayy
Fuck your hoe, and give her back, yeah
If it ain't 'bout money then don't hit my chat, uh, yeah, huh
Slap a nigga with the MAC, ayy, huh
Slap a nigga with the fire, yeah
Fuck around and pop a perc, OD and die, yeah
Nigga think he sweet and come around and try, oh, yeah
I feel like R. Kelly, yeah, I can fly
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Hit her from the back, pull on her hair
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Straight out this jungle with the lion, tiger, bear
[Yung Bans & Tracy]
Yeah, I put in work, I got stacks in my slacks
This jacket cost some racks, I can't spill nothin' on that
If it ain't 'bout money then don't hit my chat, uh, yeah, huh
Slap a nigga with the MAC, ayy, huh
Slap a nigga with the fire, yeah
Fuck around and pop a perc, OD and die, yeah
Nigga think he sweet and come around and try, oh, yeah
I feel like R. Kelly, yeah, I can fly
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Hit her from the back, pull on her hair
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Straight out this jungle with the lion, tiger, bear
[Yung Bans & Tracy]
Yeah, I put in work, I got stacks in my slacks
This jacket cost some racks, I can't spill nothin' on that
Yeah, she said my dick like crack, huh
Yeah, let her ride up on her vent, huh
Yeah, ride a nigga with no mask
Yeah, that's a 100K in cash
Yeah, put my feet up and relax
Yeah, sippin' champagne out the glass
Yeah, let her ride up on her vent, huh
Yeah, ride a nigga with no mask
Yeah, that's a 100K in cash
Yeah, put my feet up and relax
Yeah, sippin' champagne out the glass
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