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Mariah Carey - Triumphant (Get 'Em) Lyrics and Video (Ft. Rick Ross & Meek Mill)

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'Triumphant (Get 'Em)' Lyrics - Mariah Carey (Ft. Rick Ross & Meek Mill)
Here is Triumphant (Get 'Em) Lyrics by Mariah Carey Ft. Rick Ross & Meek Mill

[hook]
get em, get em, get em (go)
hit em, hit em, hit em (go)
get em, get em, get em (go)
hit em, hit em, hit em (go)
get em, get em, get em (go)
hit em, hit em, hit em (go)

[meek mill]
they told me get em, i got em,
i swear this word to my father
and the only way to make it to the top
if you go and get it from the bottom
and i ain’t never asked for no hand outs
you won’t carry me, no mariah
these haters love when i was dead broke
but they ain’t mad at me,
i’m on fire and i’m gon’ burn
and i ain’t gon’ learn,
i remember they said that it ain’t my turn
but it ain’t confirmed, then the tables turned
just look at me now, try to hold me down
but i ain’t gon’ stop, cause i’m gon’ climb
to the mountain top, to the mountain top, now let go

[mariah carey]
can’t fall down stay triumphant keep on living
stay on your toes
get off the ropes
don’t let em ever count you out
realize all things are possible
in your heart who’s the greatest
reach for the stars
be all that you are
and make em all fall down

[rick ross]
path that i chose flashing camera’s as i pose
throwing big money as she dances on the pole
lime green lamborghini dances in the road
license still suspended, no i never stop for tolls
born slick talker, twice a week shopper
blow a hundred racks she don’t know a footlocker
red bottom boss house big as baltimore
with a blonde bombshell tryin to bomb with your boy
in the james bond beamer chrome wheel two seater
smoking like pimp c, spoken like a trill nigga
on a cloudy day baby i can make it rain
rubber band, 50 grand bet it brighten up your day
came from humble beginnings
then was hummers and benzes
now it’s hundred and millions this is only the beginning
a don, a diva, the bomb achiever
the one believer, the game gets deeper

[mariah carey]
can’t fall down stay triumphant keep on living
stay on your toes, get off the ropes
don’t let em ever count you out
realize all things are possible
in your heart who’s the greatest
reach for the stars
be all that you are
and make em all fall down

[hook]
get em, get em, get em (go)
hit em, hit em, hit em (go)
get em, get em, get em (go)
hit em, hit em, hit em (go)
get em, get em, get em (go)
hit em, hit em, hit em (go)
get em, get em, get em (go)
hit em, hit em, hit em (go)

can’t fall down now, so even when clouds surround you
and everyone seems to doubt you
baby still know who you are
so you gotta keep on climbing
in spite of the chains that bind you
you can see the mountain top
it’s not too far

can’t fall down stay triumphant keep on living
stay on your toes
get off the rope
don’t let em ever count you out
realize all things are possible
in your heart who’s the greatest
reach for the stars
be all that you are
and make em all fall down

can’t fall down stay triumphant keep on living
(get em, get em, get em)
stay on your toes get off the ropes
(stay on your toes)
don’t let em ever count you out
(no, no, no, no)
(get em, get em, get em, get em go)
realize all things are possible
in your heart who’s the greatest
reach for the stars
be all that you are
and make em all fall down

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Mariah Carey - Triumphant (Get



Chris Richardson - Joy & Pain Lyrics and Video (Ft. Tyga)

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'Joy & Pain' Lyrics - Chris Richardson (Ft. Tyga)
Here is Joy & Pain Lyrics by Chris Richardson Ft. Tyga

tyga:
uhh for you i’m putting up a fight
and it’s crazy how i’m thinking ‘bout you all the time
tat my name on you, show me that you really mine
stevie wonder by how yet they say that love is blind
but i see it all, & i don’t see no flaws
she walk, dress, like a fashion show i just applaud
got problems, i be the shoulder to lean on
nobody perfect, but you a angel with wings on
shanell, eamon, smile brighter than neon, star
like no other you team, you the only one
i dreamed of
may be you one day, today a storm come
smiley face with a tongue haha

chris richardson:
hey, just wanna say hey
don’t mean to be rude
but, don’t mean to think about you all night long
if it’s fly, if it’s all i sly
just take the good times with the sorrow
promise you’ll be back tomorrow

(hook)
can you smile for me, show those pretty teeth
throw that line again, if you may see
you can cry away, toss my heart again
let me feel your pain
even if it’s somewhere in between joy & pain
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, joy & pain
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, joy & pain
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
even if it’s somewhere in between joy & pain

lets talk about us
cause even if we fuss so fight
don’t mama, i can’t get enough
tell me where you are, and where you’ve been
all i want is you to tell me “i’m happy again”

can you smile for me, show those pretty teeth
throw that line again, if you may see
you can cry away, toss my heart again
let me feel your pain
even if it’s somewhere in between joy & pain
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, joy & pain
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, joy & pain
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
even if it’s somewhere in between joy & pain

even if it’s somewhere, i swear i’ll get there
tears are going out, i can see you smiling again
somewhere between pain, & joy gave us everything
put the smile i’ve ever seen on you

can you smile for me, show those pretty teeth
throw that line again, if you may see
you can cry away, toss my heart again
let me feel your pain
even if it’s somewhere in between joy & pain
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, joy & pain
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, joy & pain
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
even if it’s somewhere in between joy & pain

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ASAP Rocky - Pu$$y Money Weed Lyrics and Video

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'Pu$$y Money Weed' Lyrics - ASAP Rocky
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uh, yeah, uh, yeah
uh, yeah, uh

all i think about is life, nights, sippin’ on sprite
little codine, nigga get the right
two blonde dikes wanna kiss all night
i just pray to god that the shit go right
little ugness in the fist, don’t fight
fuck a dog ho and the bitch gon’ bite
a$ap nigga, sip cris all night
so them r kelly hoes gettin’ pissed on twice
damn, how a young nigga get so nice
young nigga cold like he sit on ice
fuck broke, tryin’ to be rich all life
i could’ve been a criminal and just rolled dice
my nuts hangin’, my top back
hoes screamin’ that pop back
grown west side, bandana side
a$ap life, gotta pop that
harlem world my whole block strapped
hoes all in my jock strap
my whip white but my top black
and my bitch white, but my cock black
purple drink, got that
tell these hoes all to twerk somethin’
bounce on me, bitch, hurt somethin’
tell her pop that pussy like it’s worth somethin’
so shawty, she a stunna and daddy, he a runna
be that pretty mothafucka, you could call me what you wanna
cause i’m in love with that ass, she in love with the cash
so she shakin’ it fast and then makin’ the stacks
and i’m takin’ it back and i’m takin’ her back
to the house just to bust in her mouth and i’m kickin’ her out

i don’t need you around
take a ride to make ?
oh no no no
oh no no no
so i say pussy, money, weed (yeah)
pussy, money, weed (y-yeah)
pussy, money, weed (yeah)
that’s all a nigga need (y-yeah)
pussy, money, weed (yeah)
pussy, money, weed (y-yeah)
pussy, money, weed (yeah)
that’s all a nigga need (yeah, yeah, y-yeah)
pussy, money, weed
pussy, money, weed (y-yeah)
pussy, money, weed
all a nigga need (y-yeah)
pussy, money, weed
pussy, money, weed (y-yeah)
pussy, money, weed
that’s all a nigga need

uh, smokin’, ah, totin’ up
purple drink up in my cup
bitches actin’ hollywood
in my hood they wanna fuck
purple stuff, yellow tusk
yellow stuff look like a bust
she look like the type to front
but most likely the type to fuck
make a buck, catch a nut
this shit be that trill livin’
show you how the trill get it
nigga, pimp c gone, but he still livin’
cause i’m still sippin’ and my grill’s glistenin’
got me gold grills, shinin’ and i’m still tippin’
cause i’m still pimpin’, but it feel different
cause it’s trill pimpin’, nigga deal with it
that’s all a nigga need, that’s all a nigga need
got a bitch up on my shoulder, got another on my sleeve
i said these bitches know my steeze
wv’s, weak in the knees
got them bitches movin’ them keys
rollin’ the weed, duckin’ them g’s
got a bad bitch from belize, another overseas
if she don’t wear no weave, then her hair down to her knees
got my wifeys smokin’ trees, my bad bitch on that e
but that pussy, money, weed, shit that’s all a nigga need

i don’t need you around
take a ride to make ?
oh no no no
oh no no no
so i say pussy, money, weed (yeah)
pussy, money, weed (y-yeah)
pussy, money, weed (yeah)
that’s all a nigga need (y-yeah)
pussy, money, weed (yeah)
pussy, money, weed (y-yeah)
pussy, money, weed (yeah)
that’s all a nigga need (yeah, yeah, y-yeah)
pussy, money, weed
pussy, money, weed (y-yeah)
pussy, money, weed
all a nigga need (y-yeah)
pussy, money, weed
pussy, money, weed (y-yeah)
pussy, money, weed
that’s all a nigga need

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ASAP Rocky - Pu$$y Money Weed

Future - Where Ya From Lyrics and Video (Ft. Scooter)

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'Where Ya From' Lyrics - Future (Ft. Scooter)
Here is Where Ya From Lyrics by Future Ft. Scooter

[Hook]
I got homies, they just waiting for a bum
I got ice and I got Christian Louie Vuittons
They gonna clone a nigga swagging and they gonna run
We get money fuck it up just for fun
We been working with day 1 ...they 1
I stay hustle, I came already one
Moving trucks, loose in midget by the tone
I know niggas just like me where ya from

I ...get to the money, had to buy a bag with a bunch of money
I just ate and I’m still hungry
I’ve been thoring and I’m still thoring
These niggas fake, they really former
I stay draping and I stay touring,
A1, them bg, my plug here, my bitch foreign
Gotta feel my niggas like ever time
They talk then on the phone line
We made a mill in no time
They still hating, we still shine
You fascinated by my life,
I turnt up, you sound bite
My adlibs be too high, got white gold, got new ice
Got faragamo got new chanel, won’t hesitate to send them through the mail
I think her don’t still here,
I’m a trail blazer, you can’t compare
My hard times and my hard work
I sip and swerve with designer shirt
I’m a train setter, I did it first
I been fly since my birth
It’s my gift, my curse

[Hook]
I got homies, they just waiting for a bum
I got ice and I got Christian Louie Vuittons
They gonna clone a nigga swagging and they gonna run
We get money fuck it up just for fun
We been working with day 1 ...they 1
I stay hustle, I came already one
Moving trucks, loose in midget by the tone
I know niggas just like me where ya from

The streets in trouble I just make buy
Fly wrist I’m always on the run
We got choppa we got hand guns
A million cash they ain’t none to us
Free bank game we got all the dough
The life I live is international
Leaning on that field got me moving slow
Made so many jewels gave them to my folks
Without the fork I can still cook the dough
White Porsche I cooked out what I up the stove
The colder the streets is the never fold
Your partner missing homie cause he snitched and told

[Hook]
I got homies, they just waiting for a bum
I got ice and I got Christian Louie Vuittons
They gonna clone a nigga swagging and they gonna run
We get money fuck it up just for fun
We been working with day 1 ...they 1
I stay hustle, I came already one
Moving trucks, loose in midget by the tone
I know niggas just like me where ya from.

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Future - Where Ya From

Avery Storm - Bulletproof Lyrics and Video

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'Bulletproof' Lyrics - Avery Storm
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Been there, done that, messed around
I'm having fun don't put me down,
I'll never let you knock me off my feet,
I won't let you in again, the messages I've tried to send,
my informations' just not going in,
burnin' bridges shore to shore, I'll break away from something more,
I'm not to not to love until it's cheap,
been there, done that, messed around,
I'm having fun don't put me down,
I'll never let you knock me off my feet,

This time baby I'll be bulletproof
This time baby I'll be bulletproof

I won't let you turn around,
and tell me now I'm much too proud,
to walk away from something when it's dead,
do do do your dirty words come out to play when you are heard?,
there's certain things that should be left unsaid,
tick tick tick on the watch and life's too short for me to stop,
Oh baby, your time is running out,
I won't let you turn around,
and tell me now I'm much too proud,
All you do is fill me up with doubt,

This time baby I'll be bulletproof
This time baby I'll be bulletproof
This time baby I'll be bulletproof
This time baby I'll be bulletproof

This time baby I'll be bulletproof
This time baby I'll be bulletproof
This time baby, this time baby
This time baby, this time
This time baby, this time baby
This time baby, this time.

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Underworld - Caliban's Dream Lyrics and Video

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'Caliban's Dream' Lyrics - Underworld
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As the rain tossed above us;
In the garden of the world
But a flame arrives to guide us;
Past the gold between the angles of the stars

Watch you over all the children in the rain;
And the streets where I remember
Where the fire that lights a candle soars again;

A flaring flame,
Hear it call;
Through the darkness,
Hear it call to us all

And start again;
Its beating heart
Comes again

[ Instrumental: bells ]
[ Instrumental: whistling ]
[ Instrumental: la-la ]

When the light dries all the fields
And the joy drives out our pain
And the nations come to greet us
Waving molten loaves and waves of golden corn

Can you hear us,
Oh, the spirit of the world
May your light be ever near us
Always heal us from the dark that we may fall

We're a flame
And reflect
We're the corn

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Parade - Light Me Up Lyrics and Video

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'Light Me Up' Lyrics - Parade
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You gotta light me up
I’m not feelin’
A romantic boy
But if you think you’re worth it
Light me up up up
Light me up up up
Got my girls with me running
We’re running free
Lovin’ life and we don’t look back
Yeah there’s gotta be some chemistry
For a boy to steer me off this track, yeah
I see what you do
Clocked your every move
Think your deal is sealed
But you’ve got so much to prove
Need to take me higher
Maybe i won’t deny ya
But it’s gonna take more

oooh
You wanna get me close
oooh
In your fantasy
In the dark hoṗefully pursuing what you see
You gotta, you gotta

You gotta light me up
I’m not feelin’
A romantic boy
But if you think you’re worth it
Light me up
When you get my head t-turnin’
Boy you’re learnin’, learnin’ , learnin’
Light me up
You gotta smoke me like a cigarette
and keep me burnin’, burnin’
Light me up up up
Light me up up up

Yeah we’re coming through
I’m seein’ you
You make your move
But i don’t want that
I said you need to take me higher
Maybe i won’t deny ya
But it’s gonna take more

oooh
You wanna get me close
oooh
In your fantasy
In the dark hopefully pursuing what you see
You gotta, you gotta

You gotta light me up
I’m not feelin’
A romantic boy
But if you think you’re worth it
Light me up
When you get my head t-turnin’
Boy you’re learnin’, learnin’ , learnin’
Light me up
You gotta smoke me like a cigarette
and keep me burnin’, burnin’
Light me up up up
Light me up up up

You gotta light me up
Li Li
You gotta light me up
Fair play
Not many tried harder
Sorry but you gotta wait a little longer
I ain’t saying that tonight it’s game over
‘Cos i told ya

You gotta light me up
I’m not feelin’
A romantic boy
But if you think you’re worth it
Light me up
When you get my head t-turnin’
Boy you’re learnin’, learnin’ , learnin’
Light me up
You gotta smoke me like a cigarette
and keep me burnin’, burnin’
Light me up up up
Light me up up up
Light me up up up
Light me up up up
Light me up up up
Light me up up up
Light me up up up
Light me up up up
Light me up up up
Light me up up up

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Tilly and the Wall - Static Expression Lyrics and Video

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It’s enough, by myself, I can’t even hold it all together
Wanna run, let it out, but the conversation pulls me back
So I’m hanging on, to a pale medium

All the words are wrong
Out the air, coming too fast
I can remember through all the clashing voices
Just how it happened
And now it’s static expressions
We can not stay this way forever
We can not stay this way forever

Come between … and the feeling that there’s no desire
Wanna run, let it out, how we ever come to stand so still?
And I’m hanging on, pull the thread, hide the eye

All the words are wrong
Out the air, coming too fast
I can remember through all the clashing voices
Just how it happened
And now it’s static expressions
We can not stay this way forever
We can not stay this way forever
We can not stay this way forever
We can not stay this way forever
We can not stay this way forever
We can not stay this way forever
We can not stay this way forever
We can not stay this way forever
We can not stay this way

I can remember through all the clashing voices
Just how it hapṗened
And now it’s static expressions
I can remember through all the clashing voices
Just how it happened
And now it’s static expressions

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Minus The Bear - Steel and Blood Lyrics and Video

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I need your eyes for our connection
Every blink you give away I lose
You gave it free, it’s gone
Spinning off in to space alone
And the ? for this point
Crack the seal and spin the top away
Had a purpose for it this point
Come on baby, erase it with me

Two become one
The confining of a car crash
City anthem, and it’s over with the silence

I need your eyes to stay connected
Keep on looking into mine
Don’t move, don’t speak, don’t speak
Everything’s gonna be fine
And the ṗroblems under pavement
Jarred bottle on the front seat
And it’s floating on the pavement
Come on baby, don’t slip away

Two become one
The confining of a car crash
City anthem, and it’s over with the silence

See me spinning loud, call the ambulance
These shaking hands are soaking wet
I’ll be by your bedside, when you come to
Come to me
I’ll be by your bedside, when you come to
Come to me
I’ll be by your bedside
Come to me
I’ll be by your bedside
Come to me
I’ll be by your bedside
Come to me
I’ll be by your bedside
Come to me

Two become one
The confining of a car crash
City anthem, and it’s over with the silence

Two become one
The confining of a car crash
City anthem, and it’s over with the silence

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Biffy Clyro - Stingin' Belle Lyrics and Video

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You say love, I say killin’ time
What’s mine is yours, yours is mine
You make me laugh, I make you cry
I guess that rhymes

You’re contained by floors and walls
I’m contained by your control
You’re overthrown but underworn
I told you so
We’re singing for the stinging belle
Surely lost her way
Claiming all the simple times
Inside her tragic day

Grow some balls and speak your mind
You think you’re cool like a porcupine
You’re more like doves, they’re taking flight
The sky is mine

We’re singing for the stinging belle
Surely lost her way
Claiming all the simple times
Inside her tragic day
X2

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Hoodie Allen - Hey Now Lyrics and Video

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'Hey Now' Lyrics - Hoodie Allen
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Designated driver but I'm drinking 'till my wallets closed
This right here, that's rock n' roll
You just call it Rocky Road
Sorry Mr. Ocifer
Ok, I meant officer
But all these shots just turn me to a gossiper
TMZ binoculars, and knocking on my window like I'm popular
All I see is red lights
Ain't nobody stopping ya
You must be confused
I don't think you read the news much
I'm a Rasta Monsta on the beat, Luis Guzman

[Hook]
And I feel like I'm drinking for the first time
Ain't no medicine to keep my head from spinning
And I feel like I'm drinking for the first time
Let me take you back to the beginning

I mean like way back
You get love and I make that
My bass notes cost pesos
These girls coming like asap
So stay strapped, stay good
They hatted on what we coulda been
And I'm back packing through Brooklyn
And we made this song, we good again

Hey now, Hey now
You've been fucking up my day now, day now
I just gotta find a way out, way out
I don't wanna go home

Hey now, Hey now
I'm finally getting paid now, paid now
I got models eating take out, take out
I don't wanna go home

Girls be in the club trying to sing along with Taio Cruz
I swear they know like every word, but they can't even tie their shoes
I'm amused
My music is influenced by the muses
I'm confused
Did you think I liked you for your new kicks
High heels, low chance
A little bit of love in this slow dance
We all trying to grow up so fast
That we don't really know that what we got is romance
Don't you brag, keep it hush
You know that this luck could die
Turn it up a little bit
What you hear is something silent

[Hook]

Tomorrow is never promised
I said I'm tired of being honest
Your just trying to pick my brain
And I'm just trying to pick your wallet
I'mma walk away cause I know the way we live today ain't orthodoxes
Getting late but we're all awake
And we're talking loud so just call the cops
And make us stop if you can
You can try to ring us up
Set up a perimeter but we ain't ever been in love
I got a couple minutes left
Maybe I should live it up
But this time, it's time you should give it up

[Hook]

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Cory Gunz - Stacks On Deck Lyrics and Video

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'Stacks On Deck' Lyrics - Cory Gunz
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Snapback, new jays, her miss, guessed alone
Bad bitch, rolling up, so tight, she whistle chrome
Cop blocking, shop knocking, my hustle, get you on
Can't come out, without a gun around where I'm from
You better get you one
Been bossing, been banging, been flossing, been ...
No license, 50 cent, die trying, to get rich
Fuck a hater, and his girl, or a man, what's the be
Say the word, the blaze will whip your ass in ...degree
Try me though, exercise, stretch your ass, exercise
Stump your ass, double can
Stretch a mattress, extra size
Fuck niggas, nagging bitches
Police chase us, law they missing
Hoe I smoke shit for your system
Making weed, for the symptoms
I'm about to go so retarded, go dumb,
I'm bout to go superbad
You click, new ... stupid bitch, super ...

Stacks on deck, track on deck, clap on deck, back on deck
Liqor, molly and a sack on deck
2 bad bitches and a black on deck

Stacks on deck, stacks on deck, stacks on deck, stacks on deck
Strap on deck, strap on deck, strap on deck, strap on deck,
Trap on deck, trap on deck, trap on deck, trap on deck
I'm back on deck, back on deck, back, on deck, back on deck x 2

All eyes on me, word of pot, capital punishment, word of pun
I'm ready to die, that's word to...
What the fuck am I talking bout, where's the guns
Y'all know what my greed be, ymcnb
Shout uncle bun b
I pull this for pimp c
Say big fish eat little fish, bitch don't you forget that
Talk all that gun talk bitch
Won't you go get that
Don't risk that, pop shit with no get that
That girl guns with no kick back and that shit...
Like click back, click clack,
Flip your how with that
One even my birthday and she lick that
All I'm stressing is paper, all I'm stressing is chicken
All I'm wanting is this money
You fuck niggas who don't get it
Bust that ass in my law
Taxi back in my condo... bitch not even my mom know
Backwards, swisher dutch, 2 cups ice and that's pronto
When it rain ... wet, you can't catch, now ...

Stacks on deck, stacks on deck, stacks on deck, stacks on deck
Strap on deck, strap on deck, strap on deck, strap on deck,
Trap on deck, trap on deck, trap on deck, trap on deck
I'm back on deck, back on deck, back, on deck, back on deck x 2

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Cory Gunz - Stacks On Deck

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