Stackin' Paper

[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]