Stack on My Belt (feat. Wale, Whole Slab & Birdman) (Explicit)
Rick Ross"Stack on My Belt (feat. Wale, Whole Slab & Birdman) (Explicit)" es una canción de Rick Ross, 2013, Pop. La canción dura 4:49, 153 lines / 859 words.
Letra
0:00Stack On My Belt - Rick Ross (里克·罗斯)/Wale (威尔)/Whole Slab/Birdman
0:03Self-Made niggas man
0:07You already know
0:09I remember we use to watch the coke dry
0:11Now a ni**a crib gotta a boat dock
0:14MMG navy ni**a
0:16High tide sellers
0:19D C air-force G-5s are better
0:22You already know ni**a
0:25All gold sky-dwellers
0:27Fly ni**a sh*t
0:29Bel Air sippin' Ciroc pissin'
0:32Foreign car dippin'
0:35Young black millionaires ni**a
0:37We build the empires
0:40I spend a stack on my belt
0:41I swear you niggas are watching
0:43I gave a stack to my b**ch
0:45She the sh*t out the project
0:46Spend a stack on my belt
0:48Therefore you b**ches are stalking
0:50A half a million the car
0:51That's why you niggas are talking
0:53Spend a stack on my belt
0:55As if you think I was flogging
0:57Spend a stack on my belt
0:58And you could still see my boxers
1:00Spend a stack on my belt
1:01That how I blew your deposits
1:04Stack on the belt
1:05Double M this sh*t popping
1:07Spend a stack on my belt
1:08Got b**ches asking my name
1:10Spend a stack on the belt
1:12She like f**k how we came
1:13Double r in the front
1:15Ya'll niggas stay in your lane
1:17Spend a stack on my belt
1:18Don't even ask 'bout the change
1:20Spend a stack on the belt
1:22Cause I knew she a wife
1:23Spend a stack on the belt
1:25Cause my fooleys on time
1:27Spend a stack on the belt
1:28I got your b**ch on my mind
1:32The world is mine
1:34I spend a stack on my belt
1:35I swear you niggas are watching
1:37I gave a stack to my b**ch
1:38She the sh*t out the project
1:40Spend a stack on my belt
1:42Therefore you b**ches are stalking
1:43A half a million the car
1:45That's why you niggas are talking
1:47Spend a stack on my belt
1:48As if you think I was flogging
1:50Spend a stack on my belt
1:52And you could still see my boxers
1:54Spend a stack on my belt
1:55That how I blew your deposits
1:57Stack on the belt
1:58Double M this sh*t popping
2:00Spend a stack on my belt
2:02Better tell these rappers to chill
2:04Hold up that's Hermes
2:05More H and I be more trap a** for real
2:07And I got mosquino
2:08Ye know that R I P flow here go
2:10That type of freak show
2:11With three shows that we
2:12Don't need no more help
2:14That Givenchy go for three
2:15Just me Rozay and the clique
2:17I make these b**ches suck on Cs
2:19You make them suck on there teeth
2:20Let's get it
2:21Ralph Klauph meow they bounce
2:25We hit ab-lib your B**CH her mouth
2:28Stack on the belt
2:29Just know that's nothing to me
2:30My soldiers real in the 'ville you WWE
2:34Of course we see them punks faking
2:36But we leave them slump shaking
2:38Don't believe your cane stories
2:39I should leave ya'll undertaking
2:41A stack on my belt 250 my ride
2:44Went from renting these mother-f**kers
2:46To owning 4 with no miles
2:47I pray my souls is in tact
2:49Passion in the bulk of my rhyme
2:51And when I hit that heat game
2:52I'm this close to LeBron
2:54I'm gone
2:55I spend a stack on my belt
2:56I swear you niggas are watching
2:57I gave a stack to my b**ch
2:59She the sh*t out the project
3:01Spend a stack on my belt
3:02Therefore you b**ches are stalking
3:04A half a million the car
3:06That's why you niggas are talking
3:07Spend a stack on my belt
3:09As if you think I was flogging
3:11Spend a stack on my belt
3:12And you could still see my boxers
3:14Spend a stack on my belt
3:16That how I blew your deposits
3:18Stack on the belt
3:19Double M this sh*t popping
3:21I'm burning the back
3:23I'm swerving Maybach
3:24I Versace my belt
3:26I done Hermes my flag
3:28Got a stack around my waist
3:29Keep my b**ch on the leash
3:31She goin' eat this head up
3:33On this dick she goin' feast
3:34Time f**k with the pleats
3:36My place is packed
3:38Red hoes in my stable
3:39Ya my babies is bad
3:41She spent a stack on my belt
3:43Now she calling me father
3:44Balenciagas giving mollies to models
3:48I manage these strippers
3:50Giuseppe's with zippers
3:51Playing with the whole slab
3:53Niggas started with niggas
3:55Rose gold on my wrist
3:56Rose gold on my shades
3:58Spend a stack on my belt
3:59100 done on my face
4:01Spend a stack on my belt
4:03So I could stunt when I shine
4:05Get the mac off the shelf
4:06Keep these pussies in line
4:08Spend a stack on my belt
4:1010 at the bar
4:11Blow a million a whip serving niggas that raw
4:15Spend a stack on the belt
4:17Versace my kind
4:18Put 5 on his life
4:20Put 5 in his mind
4:21Spend a stack on the belt
4:23B**ch we the real niggas
4:25Plaques on the wall
4:27Born to kill niggas - BLAAAT
4:34Stack on that belt ho
4:37Stack on that belt ho
4:40Spend a stack on the belt ho
4:43Gotta stack for the freak show
4:46On her knees and she open like
4:49Double M YMCMB boy - BLAAAT
Stack On My Belt - Rick Ross (里克·罗斯)/Wale (威尔)/Whole Slab/Birdman Self-Made niggas man You already know I remember we use to watch the coke dry Now a ni**a crib gotta a boat dock MMG navy ni**a High tide sellers D C air-force G-5s are better You already know ni**a All gold sky-dwellers Fly ni**a sh*t Bel Air sippin' Ciroc pissin' Foreign car dippin' Young black millionaires ni**a We build the empires I spend a stack on my belt I swear you niggas are watching I gave a stack to my b**ch She the sh*t out the project Spend a stack on my belt Therefore you b**ches are stalking A half a million the car That's why you niggas are talking Spend a stack on my belt As if you think I was flogging Spend a stack on my belt And you could still see my boxers Spend a stack on my belt That how I blew your deposits Stack on the belt Double M this sh*t popping Spend a stack on my belt Got b**ches asking my name Spend a stack on the belt She like f**k how we came Double r in the front Ya'll niggas stay in your lane Spend a stack on my belt Don't even ask 'bout the change Spend a stack on the belt Cause I knew she a wife Spend a stack on the belt Cause my fooleys on time Spend a stack on the belt I got your b**ch on my mind The world is mine I spend a stack on my belt I swear you niggas are watching I gave a stack to my b**ch She the sh*t out the project Spend a stack on my belt Therefore you b**ches are stalking A half a million the car That's why you niggas are talking Spend a stack on my belt As if you think I was flogging Spend a stack on my belt And you could still see my boxers Spend a stack on my belt That how I blew your deposits Stack on the belt Double M this sh*t popping Spend a stack on my belt Better tell these rappers to chill Hold up that's Hermes More H and I be more trap a** for real And I got mosquino Ye know that R I P flow here go That type of freak show With three shows that we Don't need no more help That Givenchy go for three Just me Rozay and the clique I make these b**ches suck on Cs You make them suck on there teeth Let's get it Ralph Klauph meow they bounce We hit ab-lib your B**CH her mouth Stack on the belt Just know that's nothing to me My soldiers real in the 'ville you WWE Of course we see them punks faking But we leave them slump shaking Don't believe your cane stories I should leave ya'll undertaking A stack on my belt 250 my ride Went from renting these mother-f**kers To owning 4 with no miles I pray my souls is in tact Passion in the bulk of my rhyme And when I hit that heat game I'm this close to LeBron I'm gone I spend a stack on my belt I swear you niggas are watching I gave a stack to my b**ch She the sh*t out the project Spend a stack on my belt Therefore you b**ches are stalking A half a million the car That's why you niggas are talking Spend a stack on my belt As if you think I was flogging Spend a stack on my belt And you could still see my boxers Spend a stack on my belt That how I blew your deposits Stack on the belt Double M this sh*t popping I'm burning the back I'm swerving Maybach I Versace my belt I done Hermes my flag Got a stack around my waist Keep my b**ch on the leash She goin' eat this head up On this dick she goin' feast Time f**k with the pleats My place is packed Red hoes in my stable Ya my babies is bad She spent a stack on my belt Now she calling me father Balenciagas giving mollies to models I manage these strippers Giuseppe's with zippers Playing with the whole slab Niggas started with niggas Rose gold on my wrist Rose gold on my shades Spend a stack on my belt 100 done on my face Spend a stack on my belt So I could stunt when I shine Get the mac off the shelf Keep these pussies in line Spend a stack on my belt 10 at the bar Blow a million a whip serving niggas that raw Spend a stack on the belt Versace my kind Put 5 on his life Put 5 in his mind Spend a stack on the belt B**ch we the real niggas Plaques on the wall Born to kill niggas - BLAAAT Stack on that belt ho Stack on that belt ho Spend a stack on the belt ho Gotta stack for the freak show On her knees and she open like Double M YMCMB boy - BLAAAT
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