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Nelly( Cornell Iral Haynes Jr. )



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Nelly( Cornell Iral Haynes Jr. )

1000 Stacks (Feat. Diddy)

Yea hey yo nelly, lets do this

At, at, at last im literally loungin black
tip back count double digit thousand stacks,
at last im literally loungin black
tip 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 all lou and sean john
a hundred on every arm hundred more in my charm
tell em' puff

Let your mind let your body and your soul go
its alright get your money stacked more dough (tell em' puff)
pick a day get your girl come and play
you know my mother fuckin 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
lambourghini vergato my matchin on the throttle
my motto is snatch your motto with my latto is alot ohh (uhh ohh)
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

Let your mind let your body and your soul go
its alright get your money stacked more dough (tell em' puff)
pick a day get your girl come and play
you know my mother fuckin name

at last im literally loungin black
tip back count double digit thousand stacks,
at last im literally loungin black
tip back count double digit thousand stacks
tip back count double digit thousand stacks
tip back count double digit thousand stacks
tip back tip back tip back tip back tip back
tip back count double digit thousand stacks

I kick in the door wavin the fo fo
all you heard was derrty dont hurt em' no more
welll fuck that im 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
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its alright get your money stacked more dough (tell em' puff)
pick a day get your girl come and play
you know my mother fuckin name

I pull up to the party baccardi
smokin cigarywith the baddest little shawty
cause shawty love to get naughty (uhh ohh)
dollar after dollar you niggas might wanna hollar
ill cinch your lil dolla out did ya with a comma (Hey)
keep time ap shine
we fly only if she fine
shes fine yep she mine
puttin the peace high hoppin for BI

Let your mind let your body and your soul go
its alright get your money stacked more dough (tell em' puff)
pick a day get your girl come and play
you know my mother fuckin name

At, at, at last im literally loungin black
tip back count double digit thousand stacks,
at last im literally loungin black
tip back count double digit thousand stacks

Now watch ya wanna do
you fuckin wit a baller a st louis prowler
you can hate me she gonna fuck wit me regardless
we bw a flawless all this
tell em' puff

Let your mind let your body and your soul go
its alright get your money stacked more dough
(tell em' puff) pick a day get your girl come and play
you know my mother fuckin 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 real gold
it came rolled and made to hang low
and the bank roll is made to stay swoll
you cant fold more paper than cringold