1000 Stacks

(الألبوم: 5.0 - 2010)

[Diddy:]
Yeah
Ayo, Nelly
Let's do this
Owwww!

[The Notorious B.I.G. (Diddy) {Nelly}:]
At—At—At last, I'm literally lounging, black (Yeah)
Sitting back, counting double digit thousand stacks (C'mon)
At last, I'm literally lounging, black (Yeah)
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks
{Ugh, ugh, ugh} (Let's go)

[Nelly (Diddy):]
Got a bad bitch with me (Uh-huh), she in the Valentino (Yeah)
Half-Black and Filipino, I let her count the C-notes (C'mon)
Her under apple bottom all Lou and Sean John
A hundred on every arm, hundred more in my charm, tell 'em, Puff

[Diddy (Nelly):]
Let your mind, let your body and your soul go (Ugh, ugh)
It's alright, get your money stacked more dough (Tell 'em, Puff)
Pick a day, get your girl, come and play (Ugh)
C'mon, ou know my motherfucking name (Ugh, ugh, ugh)
You know my motherfucking name

[Nelly {Diddy}:]
How 'bout we hop the Monte Carlo tomorrow
With lots of bottles {Uh-huh}
In the ocean with the goggles
And act like you won the lotto (Uh-oh!)
Lamborghini, Bugatt-o, I'm mashing on the throttle {Yeah}
My motto is snatch a model {Don't stop}
And wild out on drugs and bottles (Ayy)
Insane, my game is like James-uh {Yeah}
Kobe or maybe Dwyane Wade {That's right}
Fresh shades, Alexander McClains {C'mon}
Bottles of rosé, Ciroc and OJs, tell 'em Puff

[Diddy {Nelly}:]
Let your mind, let your body and your soul go (Soul go)
It's alright, get your money stacked more dough {Tell 'em Puff}
Pick a day, get your girl, come and play (Yeah)
You know my motherfucking name
(You know my motherfucking name)

[The Notorious B.I.G. (Diddy) {Nelly}:]
At last, I'm literally lounging, black (C'mon)
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks (Let's go)
At last, I'm literally lounging, black (C'mon)
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks (Let's go)
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks (Let's go)
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks (Let's go)
Sitting back— Sitting back— Sitting back— Sitting back— (C'mon)
Counting double-digit thousand stacks (Let's go)
{Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh}

[Nelly (Diddy):]
I kick in the door, waving the four-four (Yeah)
All you heard was, "Derrty, don't hurt 'em no more" (Ehn-eh)
Well, fuck that, I'm taking my reign back (Reign back)
So take that (Take that), so take that—tell 'em, Puff (yeah)

[Diddy {Nelly}:]
Let your mind, let your body and your soul go (Soul go)
It's alright, get your money, stack more dough {Tell 'em Puff}
Pick a day, get your girl, come and play (Ugh)
You know my motherfucking name
(You know my motherfucking name)

[Nelly {Diddy}:]
I pull up to the party, Bacardi, smoking cigar-y {C'mon, yeah}
With the baddest little shawty
'Cause shawty love to get naughty (Uh-oh! {Tell 'em})
Dollar after dollar, you niggas might wanna holler {Uh-huh}
I chinchilla the collar, I'm [?] with a comma (Ayy)
Keep time, AP shine {Uh-huh}
We fly only in G5 (Uh-oh! {Tell 'em})
She's fine, yup, she's mine {She's mine}
Putting the peace high, homey, for B.I.—tell 'em, Puff!

[Diddy {Nelly}:]
Let your mind, let your body and your soul go (Soul go)
It's alright, get your money, stack more dough {Tell 'em, Puff}
Pick a day, get your girl, come and play (Yeah)
You know my motherfucking name
(You know my motherfucking name)

[The Notorious B.I.G. (Diddy) {Nelly}:]
At last, I'm literally lounging, black (C'mon)
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks (Let's go)
At last, I'm literally lounging, black (C'mon)
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks (Let's go)
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks (Let's go)
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks (Let's go)
Sitting back— Sitting back— Sitting back— Sitting back— (C'mon)
Counting double-digit thousand stacks (Let's go)
{Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh} (Oww!)

[Nelly (Diddy):]
Now what you wanna do?
You fucking with a baller, a St Louis prowler (That's right)
You can hate me, she gonna fuck with me regardless (Uh-huh)
VVS, flawless, all this—tell 'em, Puff!

[Diddy {Nelly}:]
Let your mind, let your body and your soul go (Soul go)
It's alright, get your money, stack more dough {Tell 'em, Puff}
Pick a day, get your girl, come and play (Yeah)
You know my motherfucking name {Ugh}
(You know my motherfucking name)

[Nelly {Diddy}:]
Stacking paper's contagious, building paper skyscrapers (Ugh)
Stunting outrageous, coming straight out The Matrix ({Uh-huh}, uh-oh!)
Hustle, lil mami, counting paper's my hobby {Uh-huh}
Rolling up, the Ducati, down the streets of Miami (C'mon)
My neck cold, the bling is rainbow (And uh)
It came cold and made to hang low (And uh)
The bank roll is made to stay swole (And uh)
You can't fold more paper than [?]

[The Notorious B.I.G. (Diddy):]
At last, I'm literally lounging, black (C'mon)
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks (Let's go)
At last, I'm literally lounging, black (C'mon)
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks (Let's go)
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks (Let's go)
Sitting back, counting double-digit thousand stacks (Let's go)
Sitting back— Sitting back— Sitting back— Sitting back— (C'mon)
Counting double-digit thousand stacks (Let's go)