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Philthy Rich

Stash House

 

Stash House

(album: Big 59 - 2019)


Helluva made this beat, baby

[Sage the Gemini:]
Put some, put some bands on you
Throw it in the air and watch it land on you, ayy
Let me stand on it
All that ass in them jeans, put my hands on it, uh
Rich nigga, now my car can't max out
I'm just tryna freak you good and blow your back out
Know your nigga can't show you what that's 'bout
Have you ever made love in a stashhouse?

[Philthy Rich:]
Look, have you ever made love in a stashhouse?
Seminary, Foot Hill, in the traphouse
Love when you walk around with your ass out
Make me fuck you from the back until you pass out
Lil' mama, how it feel to fuck a rich nigga?
A millionaire, he only playing with like six figures
Probably catch me in the club with like six niggas
But got them thirties, got them Glocks, and got them sticks with us
Fucked up late night off a bottle of rose
All these diamonds VVS's in a lot of rows
Blue Benjamins, I'm never running out of those
I sell dope, break a bitch, and do a lot of shows, it's Philthy

[Sage the Gemini:]
Put some, put some bands on you
Throw it in the air and watch it land on you, ayy
Let me stand on it
All that ass in them jeans, put my hands on it, uh
Rich nigga, now my car can't max out
I'm just tryna freak you good and blow your back out
Know your nigga can't show you what that's 'bout
Have you ever made love in a stashhouse? (Ayy, ayy)

She love how a nigga not the same (No)
We in the club, richest nigga, smallest chain (Uh)
Bad bitch, yeah, you look like Pocahontas
Never got ate from the back, I said, "Let me do the honors"
Hood bitch with some brothers, you been on game
It wouldn't even work if I kick game
Had to shoot my shot from the midrange
Hit it so good, got you yelling future kid names
Now I know it's you that I been missing
Take the Bentley to get your son and have your baby daddy tripping
You know we can blow a bag at the mall
When the money hit the floor, don't pick it up, you get the card, okay

Put some, put some bands on you
Throw it in the air and watch it land on you, ayy
Let me stand on it
All that ass in them jeans, put my hands on it, uh
Rich nigga, now my car can't max out
I'm just tryna freak you good and blow your back out
Know your nigga can't show you what that's 'bout
Have you ever made love in a stashhouse?

Have you ever made love in a stashhouse?
Have you ever made, have you ever made love?
In a stashhouse
In a stashhouse

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