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3st – stack it up lyrics

[brandon]
yo!

[mike]
what?

[brandon]
d-mn!

[mike]
what?

[brandon]
dat -ss!
stack it up!

[mike]
what? what does that even mean?

[brandon]
oh, well i’m not really sure…

[saverio]
oh, i’ll tell you what it means!
it’s slang… dawg
it’s like, you know, uhh
ham sammich
fetch
p-ssy on the chainwax

[mike]
yeah but none of those things
actually mean anything

[saverio]
exactly

[mike]
oh!
hey baby!

[random girl (saverio)]
what?

[mike]
stack it up!

[brandon]
stack it up!

[saverio]
stack it up!

[verse 1: saverio]
she’s a fitness freak
squat low when she kiss this d
while you hanging out with ladies
flatter than mariah carey on christmas eve
this chick’s got t-ts for days
lights go out and it’s time to play
go in for the motorboat
total t-tty overload
brain shuts down and my systems freeze
i came to the club, and i’ll leave with a ten
and i’m not gonna settle for less
golden br–sts like a treasure chest
so i mark that with an x
party starts when we leave the club
and i get her out of that dress
got me singing hallelujah
cause her bj game is blessed
she got like eighty percent of the -ss on the planet
that godzilla booty is wreaking some having
i’m locked on my target, i’m bout to attack it
and when i get at it, i’m going some damage
her body’s a wonderland, call my d-ck alice
or call it a rifle, that sh-t’s automatic
my chick is the baddest
her -ss is the fattest
she’s backing up traffic the way that she
stacking it up!

[chorus: 3st]
stack it up, hoe
let me see that body go
low down to the floor
she gon’ make this place explode
stack it up, hoe
shawty bad
i think she know
she gon’ make me waste this dough
stack it up, hoe
ready, go!

[brandon]
it’s douchey superman, homie
i call that b-tch the big bad wolf
huff, puff and blow me
she ordered a happy meal
so i gave her a big mac
she got a dirty mouth
so i gave her a tic tac
wait wait wait
hold up
i wanna clarify
my d-ck is not a tic tac
it’s a big mac
when she eats it, i have to give her a mint
i beat her -ss with my d-ck
call it p-n-s boxing
take her to church
f-ck her against the tabernacle with jesus watching
i’d have a threesome with a jew and a christian
celebrate like it’s hannu-kristmas
foxy vixens, hot as sh-t
got ’em on lock and sipping ciroc and guinness
got a blonde with big t-ts
cop a feel ’till she’s on my d-ck
it’s a chronic sickness
i ain’t talking ’bout aids mothaf-cka
i’m talking ’bout getting laid mothaf-cka
don’t play mothaf-cka
say, mothaf-cka
you ain’t gonna spend a couple pennies on a date, mothaf-cka
you a cheap mothaf-cka
beep beep
i’m bout to back a mothaf-cka over in a jeep, mothaf-cka
that’s right, b-tch
you won’t last another round
so when brandon’s on this microphone
you better get down

[mike]
excuse me miss
i don’t know if you knew this
but your booty so bomb
that i gotta call my squad to diffuse it
who’s got a back that could
make the planets feel like they’re inadequate?
my d-ck is made of metal
and that -ss is f-cking magnetic
she stacking it like an
-ss on top of an -ss
on top of an -ss on top of an -ss
she got more m-ss than a church does
so i call her catholic
oh that ginger kid, he’s whack
what you talking ’bout, b-tch?
i was born to k!ll it
the track is torn to bits
when michael moore spits
but when i see her dance
i think that if i had the chance
i’d stick my d-ck into every single orifice
hang that p-ssy on the christmas tree
and call that sh-t an ornament
i don’t wanna hear your opinion
shut your trap, boo
cause you’re just a piece of meat
that i beat my wiener off to
i’m sorry, that was really rude
a bit of romance ought to make this right
i brought your favorite flowers
and we’re going on a date tonight
when we get home, i’ll hold you close
hang you a single rose
then i’ll get down on one knee so i can
slam you from behind

[chorus: 3st (with ad-libbed screaming]
stack it up, hoe
let me see that body go
low down to the floor
she gon’ make this place explode
stack it up, hoe
shawty bad
i think she know
she gon’ make me waste this dough
stack it up, hoe
ready, go!

[outro chorus: 3st]
stack it up, hoe
let me see that body go
low down to the floor
she gon’ make this place explode
stack it up, hoe
shawty bad
i think she know
she gon’ make me waste this dough
stack it up, hoe
ready, go!

- 3st lyrics

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