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brezden - stash lyrics

[intro]
(d+mn, jakesand)
what the h+ll?
how the h+ll?
yeah
stack it up, baby

[chorus]
touch a thirty, spend a ten, stash a dub
bro got dirty money, help him wash it in the tub
your b+tch want me, in my ear, tryna f+ck
take it to my room after we leave up out the club (b+tch, come on)

[verse 1]
touch a thirty, blow a ten, stash a twenty piece
hit the club, i’m surrounded by a hundred freaks
just need weed for a freak, not a honey pack
keep it one hundred when i speak, i don’t say nothin’ wack (get it)
thought it was trouble when we pulled up because the truck was [?] (what the h+ll?)
i’m in her guts, i filled her up because her b+tt was fat (b+tch, come here)
i’m clean as f+ck, i pull my fit up out a bubble bath
can’t wait to pat my sh+t and leave but i got love for [?]
i’m clean as f+ck like they just pulled me out the dish rack
i’m p as f+ck and you be beggin’ for your b+tch back
i’m talkin’ sh+t, i think i need to pack a tictac
soobie pants, bape hoodie, that’s a mix match
i’ve been droppin’ hits, i’m on fire like a lit match
i’m a demigod, i’m the one that can’t get past
chain ice, keep the fire, it won’t get sn+tched
tryna play with me and they gon’ have to send a dispatch
plug came with a ‘bow, it was gift wrapped
he was actin’ like a ho, he got b+tch smacked
you would think my name was paul, took the rich path
you would think that she from salem, she do rich crack
i had crack up in my jacket like i’m riff raff (cocaine)
that’s why i ain’t make a league, i’m takin’ this pack (nba)
got your b+tch up in my crib just like it’s sixflags
spent fourteen+hundred on my shoes and that’s your rent back (what the h+ll?)
[chorus]
touch a thirty, spend a ten, stash a dub
bro got dirty money, help him wash it in the tub
your b+tch want me, in my ear, tryna f+ck
take it to my room after we leave up out the club (b+tch, come on)
touch a thirty, spend a ten, stash a dub
bro got dirty money, help him wash it in the tub
your b+tch want me, in my ear, tryna f+ck
take it to my room after we leave up out the club (b+tch, come on)

[verse 2]
she tellin’ me she wanna f+ck and wanna be mine
i’m rockin’ soobie jeans, it used to be the levis
you ain’t even two or three, boy, you d5
i’m rockin’ ice, gettin’ chilly like some cheese fries
‘wood stuffed, start the day with a three+five (backwood)
i was down, got some pape’, that’s a revive
you don’t never get no play, know you deprived
ain’t it crazy how i’m walkin’ but the beat ride?
ain’t it crazy how it’s dark and still my ice shine? (ain’t it crazy?)
ain’t it crazy how sh+t work out in the right time? (ain’t it crazy?)
i’m a real cash cow, i’ll slime simon
homeless man with the hoes, i’ll be dime findin’
everyday, i be focused on my rhymes, grind
everyday, you be b+tchin’ ’bout your life, whinin’
you could b+tch about the ticket but the price rise
b+tch, i ball so f+ckin’ hard, might get a iced [?]
[chorus]
touch a thirty, spend a ten, stash a dub
bro got dirty money, help him wash it in the tub
your b+tch want me, in my ear, tryna f+ck
take it to my room after we leave up out the club (b+tch, come on)
touch a thirty, spend a ten, stash a dub
bro got dirty money, help him wash it in the tub
your b+tch want me, in my ear, tryna f+ck
take it to my room after we leave up out the club (b+tch, come on)

- brezden lyrics

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