I'd fall in And I'm fallin for him, I'm fallin in love I never thought I'd fall in love, I never thought I'd fall in (Stack$) Who'd ever thought
, Forget about the Price Tag. [B.o.B] Yeah yeah Well, keep the price tag And take the cash back Just give me six strings and a half stACK. And you can
m a Brooklyn Borough bitch, Rep for my borough bitch, Never been the type to have beef and try to settle shit. I ride out 'til the wheels fall off And
up on some pads Gwen, my chick get her ass in For the track, make my money Bring it on back to the middle of the flo' I want the whole stack Plus I,
low Tip on the tightrope Baby let me see you tight rope And I'm still tippin' on it Big Boi You gotta keep your balance or you fall into the gap It
[Pharrell] Skateboard P make your face fall off Serve a bitch straight D make her face fall off (ok) n-ggas come through and make your face fall off what
Get your money, whip ya hair Executive branch blow my smoke like a player Yeah, in the club, yes, it cracks Cute little mama, but they stack with backs
to get me Forget the kids I'm shavin off my head like fucking Brittney Man dre wont mix my records now I need to talk to jimmy I'm falling back in my
Intro: You better fall back , nigga gon wit all that imma big dawg, got no time for small cats and i been known, most of you guys is all rap hide behind
aint one to brag, but you done made me hav to get in my bag, ooooh, yep, there it is, there it go, fall in love with these women I barely know, ten stacks
143! [Bridge:] My girls a mack mack mack Lambo's all black black black In the club with stacks stacks stacks 143 stay it back back back 431 Sexy can I, fall
thorough bred bitch rep for my borough bitch never been the type to have beef and try to settle sh-t I ride out till the wheels fall off and my n-ggas
free rides to the bank On top of that was the untimely demise of Frank B.I. Then the 'No Way Out' tour, we was smokin' outdoor Made eighty stacks off
eat flesh like pirahnas though Such a scary thing to hear the soul sing Geronimo Pull up in the CL the shit's astronomical Hoes lining up on the curb they fall
musical From holding those to Bose gold, the Lord's beautiful Before him I'm too shamed to show my face But shit's so, mean I can't help but to fall from
's off the hard I'm the neighborhood Pusha Call me sub woofer, 'cause I pump bass like that, Jack On or off the track, I'm heavy 'cuz Ball 'til you fall
whatever the season, hey winter, spring, summer or fall I dont stall, slow drag wit your brain against the wall Yeah, nigga naw, we learn to the side don't fall
Yeah, yeah Yes, Spaghetti junction Yes, yes Elope ski slopes Damn Yeah Check this out Niggas elope wit ski slopes and fall like avalanches Tootin' like