Jody Breeze - Stackin' Paper lyrics

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(feat. Slim Thug) [Jody: talking] It's for tha streets, (yeah) yeah (Stackin paper) Stackin paper nigga (Jody Breeze) Jody Breeze From Griffin to Houston, Texas nigga Yeah! [Hook:] Ay we grind (we grind) And we hustle (we hustle) So get down (get down) Cause we bustin' (we bustin') We got it (we got it) But you bluffin' (you bluffin') So what you sayin nigga? We stackin paper! [Repeat] [Verse 1:] We dirty dirty, we gutter mayne Them ho's love us, we stackin paper mayne' We movin heavy caine, put that on everythang And you won't catch us in nothin' but heavy chevyz mayne Cause ay we posted up, got them 4-5's loaded up Shit we sellin' to them niggas got them tootin' they noses up We ridin' on vogues and up, know you seen that Rover truck I just bought that yesterday and already done 24'd it up Y'all know ain't no lame in us, y'all ain't off the chain as us Ay you better watch what you say bout where I stay, cause them AK's will bust Down here we stackin grands (boy!), million dollar men (boy!) So unfold yo bankroll and hold about a grand up I'm new to this, but sort of like Luda, so nigga stand up You don't want me Disturbin' Tha Peace is what I'm sayin cause Ain't no need of you bringin' that heat if you ain't gon' man up Cause in the city where Jody live, I'm the man boy, now what? [Hook:] Ay we grind (we grind) And we hustle (we hustle) So get down (get down) Cause we bustin' (we bustin') We got it (we got it) But you bluffin' (you bluffin') So what you sayin nigga? We stackin paper! [Verse 2: Slim Thug] Any woman or mayne who got a brain Can see the Boss Mayne havin' change 24 inch sevens swang on the candy truck when I'm changin' lanes I done slanged everythang from X to cocaine And if you need it, I got it bitch I'm that dope mayne And God forbid I get caught I'ma make them headlines Cause every crime I commit off in that Fed time You fuckin wit G's, Slim Thugga and Jody Breeze Ain't scared to load up a squeeze And make you ho's up the ki's And I ain't talkin bout in yo dash ho I'm talkin bout in yo stash ho Get up quick and move fast fo' that glock 4-0 blast yo Head off your shoulders, cause you fuckin' wit some soldiers Wearin' bands just like them rollers, no laws can control us From Houston to Georgia, Dallas to Florida That's what I rep round here, you gon' respect down here You see our necks down here, ears and Rolex round here Slim independent, but cashin' some major checks down here, yeah [Hook:] Ay we grind (we grind) And we hustle (we hustle) So get down (get down) Cause we bustin' (we bustin') We got it (we got it) But you bluffin' (you bluffin') So what you sayin nigga? We stackin paper! [Verse 3:] Well I can give a damn about how you and yo niggas give But I been baggin nicks and dimes and movin 'em since I was ten In and out of houses, takin' what you niggas had to give Never let a belly catch you slippin pimp and that's for real Ask my nigga, police hidin', Jody's in the Trap again Fellin' on the block, I think he's movin' out that crack again Wait a minute, slow ya roll, Jody's got a record deal Naw I ain't flossin, I'm just livin' life to mack a mill You'll know in a minute when I'm sellin out these Coliseums All type of broads yellin' "Girl, I gotta go and see him" I know they poppin Remy and blowin hella weed Cause me and all of my Boyz In Da Hood a bunch a G's [Hook:] Ay we grind (we grind) And we hustle (we hustle) So get down (get down) Cause we bustin' (we bustin') We got it (we got it) But you bluffin' (you bluffin') So what you sayin nigga? We stackin paper! [Repeat]