Twista - Stackin Paper lyrics

Stackin paper like I’m Tony I get money call me .. F**k the haters and the phonies Cause the rollie on me really why they want me Pockets fatter with a dope boy, belly like I’m eating ravioli Riding Maserati cause the force is with me like I’m Obi-Wan Kenobi If you say that you get it you better show me I tell ’em get the f**k back if you didn’t know me And if ever your b***h be all up on me I’ma take her to the telly, you never gon’ leave her lonely Now she f**in’ with it heavy, forever she’ll be my homie Legendary like I’m Kobe Smoke a backwood while she blow me Whip the work and call it Toby n***as talkin’ yadda-yadda-yadda I don’t give a f**k, I got a lot of dollars Breakin’ down a zip in back of my Impala Making all the b**hes holla-holla-holla I don’t give a f**k, if you ain’t with the team I got them shotta’s off of that promethazine Gettin’ rich is real not just a dream I get to the mula by whatever means. Stackin paper like I’m Goldie I ain’t f**in’ with the phonies Just because you see me out, don’t mean we homies Don’t be actin’ like you know me Exotic cars goin’ vrooom Hundred bands on me If it unique, it only got two seats, room for one b***h only That s**t you be talkin’ be too irrelevant I got on diamonds that’s lookin’ elegant Got a good house so I got to get me some medicine You say you got the vibe but you be f**in’ with my intelligence .. We smoking it for the hell of it I got a connect and he from Connecticut f**in’ with h**s with proper etiquette n***as be missin’ me with the .. Stackin paper like I’m Pablo .. call him Ralo Make a hit up out of fifth Hennessy and snatch a .. up out the bottle Tellin’ me to slow the pace and throw the race But I be goin’ full throttle On my d**k it got a model Turkey neck it goin’ gobble-gobble-gobble And she got them lips looking like Angela And them legs is opening, a tarantula Talkin’ s**t I be sprayin’ them like a canister If not then I’ll be throwin’ your body over the banister Then later I’ma go out partyin’ with your manager Cause I’m feelin’ kind of co*ky Get you k**ed and do it sloppy Then get some champagne from papi n***as out here thinkin’ that they shooters Off a molly, I can do it off a booter Who the f**k you think you is if you ain’t .. It don’t matter to me cause I got the ruger Watch I blast the meat up out your taco Track a n***a down for money like a narco Got ’em out here callin’ me they capo Bust and flee the scene like I’m El Chapo. Stackin’ paper like I’m Goldie I ain’t f**in’ with the phonies Just because you see me out, don’t mean we homies Don’t be actin’ like you know me Exotic cars goin’ vroom-vroom-vroom-vroom Hundred bands on me If it unique, it only got two seats, room for one b***h only That s**t you be talkin’ be too irrelevant I got on diamonds that’s lookin’ elegant Got a good house so I got to get me some medicine You say you got the vibe but you be f**in’ with my intelligence .. We smoking it for the hell of it I got a connect and he from Connecticut f**in’ with h**s with proper etiquette n***as be missin’ me with the ..