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big tymers - stacks of cashe' lyrics

[intro]
coonin’….coonin’
we be coonin’ … coonin’
getting our coon on, doing that tyler perry!
we be gettin’ our coon on, doing that tyler perry!
wit them stacks of cashe’, wit them wit them stacks of cashe’, (ha)

[verse 1: b]
star and ceo! here i go again
i saved hip#hop in 2 verses now i’m stuntin’ (yuh)
i eat at benihana’s like five times a day
and if you don’t do the same you just must be broke and lame
i’m gone brag on all my money and all the chicks i got
but stay at home broke on instagram liking pics of thots (it’s just thot)
fake ice in the watch i can’t tell the time that’s passed
i got more belts in me closet than a kung fu class (waah)
signed with cashe’ money so i guess that i’m a pro
and you can see me diamonds when i got me mouth closed (bling)
time flies when you ballin’ so everywhere i’m late
and yo girl on me like a monkey on a cupcake(haugh)
i got ten rolls royce’s, and twenty bentley’s too
and when i’m bored i take my sp#ceship to the moon
you ask my chick on a date and she be like no way
cause me pockets fatter than santa leavin’ a buffet! (ho#ho#ho)

[chorus]
she said you ain’t really stuntin’ i said broad please
i’m gone always get you rats because i got this cheese
wit them stacks of cashe’ wit them wit them stacks of cashe’
wit them stacks of cashe’ wit them wit them stacks of cashe’
i lay my stunt down quite flat cuz i was born stuntin’
i make her cry like a squirrel chewin’ on an onion
wit them stacks of cashe’ wit them wit them stacks of cashe’
wit them stacks of cashe’ wit them wit them stacks of cashe’

[verse 2: fresh]
i got five baby mamas and they all stuntin’ (haaa)
my babies got jordans on eatin’ free lunches
and my pants saggin’ like a wet diaper (eww)
still carrying without a license, fighting ten indictments (buck)
tuna and ramen, girl from the projects
bridge card will make her drop like a suplex (bow)
young stallion with platinum slugs in my grill
trill mami cookin hotdogs on a forman grill (ewww)
bad credit, no bank account
i put all my stacks of cashe’ up inside a couch
bought a grill just to put my money where my mouth is (bling)
so i be talking cashe’ money when im feelin’ bout it (uhh)
no doubt, all my phones pre#paid
new number ereday, no replays
i do da same thing on my birthday (what?)
put icing on my stacks of cashe’ on a court date

[chorus]
she said you ain’t really stuntin’ i said broad please
i’m gone always get you rats because i got this cheese
wit them stacks of cashe’ wit them wit them stacks of cashe’
wit them stacks of cashe’ wit them wit them stacks of cashe’
i lay my stunt down quite flat cuz i was born stuntin’
i make her cry like a squirrel chewin’ on an onion!
wit them stacks of cashe’ wit them wit them stacks of cashe’
wit them stacks of cashe’ wit them wit them stacks of cashe’

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