Letras de Money Stacks

I got money stacked like dirty clothes
I love the kids but I don′t love the hoes
Fuck with your boy, shop with your folks
She say she love me but she just love the rolls
I got money stacked like dirty clothes
And I don't love her, she love my dirty dros
And if the game slow up, I′m back to flipping O's
And I got bricks of blow and 60 pounds of dope

RIP to my old hoes, say hello to my new friends
Bad chick with the red bottoms, we pull up in a brand new Benz
Foolish whip like Shawty Lo, I got foolish money, lil shawty know
My money growing like a Chia pet, our first date was Lenox Mall
Our second date was shrimp and steak, our third date was hella great
Hella money, I sell hella weight, got a big estate with a huge lake
Helicopter with a pilot, Maybach with a driver
Bedroom with a kitchen in it, might wake up and cook a nine up
Or a deuce up or a four-way, got short money, it's no play
Got 50 pounds of that gas pack, you
Can smell this shit from the driveway
Sold this shit in like two days, been waiting on it like nine days
I′m a trap nigga, street living legend
Get my grass cut by like nine jays

I got money stacked like dirty clothes
I love the kids but I don′t love the hoes
Fuck with your boy, shop with your folks
She say she love me but she just love the rolls
I got money stacked like dirty clothes
And I don't love her, she love my dirty dros
And if the game slow up, I′m back to flipping O's
And I got bricks of blow and 60 pounds of dope

Well I came up from a fifty slab
I′m bad with English but good with math
Went from Texaco tryna catch a trap to Manhattan tryna catch a cab
Well they locked me up and they let me
Go, I'm balling on you like Plaxico
Got jelly beans, got collard greens, got
All different kinds of different vegetables
I′m highly paid and successful, I'ma cook it up and get extras
Got a bankroll, no pressure, if you owe me I won't stress ya
Professor, teachin′ lectures, better pull up this semester
Might learn son if you listen to me, if you knew better, do better
I′m a go-getter, I'm a gorilla, she ain′t do nothin', I let her
Ain′t finished living, you penny-pinchin', I′m talking to my investors
I'm walking 'round, I′m talking loud, I′m smoking loud, got cheddar
Your side of town, my side of town, my birds fly any weather

I got money stacked like dirty clothes
I love the kids but I don't love the hoes
Fuck with your boy, shop with your folks
She say she love me but she just love the rolls
I got money stacked like dirty clothes
And I don′t love her, she love my dirty dros
And if the game slow up, I'm back to flipping O′s
And I got bricks of blow and 60 pounds of dope