1000 Stacks Nelly (Ft. Diddy)
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[Intro: Diddy]
Yeah
Aye, yo, Nelly
Let's do this
[Hook: 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)
[Verse 1: 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
[Refrain: 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 motherfuckin' name (Ugh, ugh, ugh)
(You know my motherfuckin' name)
[Verse 2: 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
Yeah
Aye, yo, Nelly
Let's do this
[Hook: 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)
[Verse 1: 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
[Refrain: 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 motherfuckin' name (Ugh, ugh, ugh)
(You know my motherfuckin' name)
[Verse 2: 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
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