Текст песни Need A Stack (Lil Wayne) с переводом

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

I walked up in that bitch with five, tens, twenties, fifties, hunnids on me

(Woo, woo)

I don’t usually do this

I ain’t really with the stuntin', homie (Yeah)

But I gotta do it 'cause tonight, she 'bout to bust it on me

She gon' get to touchin' on me (Woo, woo)

I put all my money on it

'Cause you know you workin' with some ass, yeah, you bad, yeah

Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, his last, yeah

You’ve been killin' it since last year

Since last summer, had these bitches gettin' mad, yeah (Hey)

Ain’t that somethin'?

I don’t usually hit the shade club or drink much

But today I got my pay stubs, I’m laced up

Let me show you what the face does, a drink does

Saw you movin' from the waist up, I don’t take drugs

Baby, what you call it? (Woo)

What you hidin' skeletons, all up in your closet? (Woo)

You exotic, open up, let me come inside it (Woo)

I’m invited, tell them bitches I’m a sexaholic (Woo)

I’m excited, perfect timin'

You look good, won’t you throw it back on me?

You gon' make even a broke nigga put his last on it

You gon' make him spend the dough, he don’t even have money

When you take off all your clothes, they gon' put they tax on it

But it’s not enough

She said, «You gon' have to give me more than one dollar

You gon' have to give me more than five dollars

You gon' have to give me more than ten dollars

You gon' have to throw more than twenty dollars»

Said, «You gon' have to give me more than fifty dollars

Yeah, you gon' have to throw more than a hunnid dollars

Yeah, you gon' have to empty out your fuckin' wallet

Yeah, you gon' have to empty out your fuckin' pocket»

I’ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)

I’ma, I’ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)

I’ma, I’ma need a stack

Yeah, I’ma need a⁠—

I-I-I'ma need a rack (Wobbity, wobbity)

I-I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)

I-I'ma need a stack

I’ma, I’ma, I’ma need a stack

Yeah, I’ma need a—

I-I-I'ma need a rack

After you back it up, then stop

Wobbity, wobbity, drop, drop and make it hop

I’m in Versace, Armani, Balenciaga to the socks

And I’m on the molly, I’m throwin' thousands like rocks

Ooh, say less, my lil' babe blessed

She just bought a new booty, she on bed rest

She be twerkin' to Tunechi, for them paychecks

She tat' my name on her booty, her face next

I’m throwin' up the racks like some quarterbacks

Ooh, what a catch, that don’t come with tax

Now you up in Saks with a bunch of bags

Shake that fuckin' ass for a budget plan

I throw a bunch of cash

I get so bored, I start throwin' money underhand

I need another hand

I got a blunt in hand, louder than a southern band

You gon' need a stack, bitch, do the money dance

Tunechi

She said, «You gon' have to give me more than one dollar (Mula)

You gon' have to give me more than five dollars (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

You gon' have to give me more than ten dollars

You gon' have to throw more than twenty dollars» (Yeah)

Said, «You gon' have to give me more than fifty dollars (Yeah)

Yeah, you gon' have to throw more than a hunnid dollars (Yeah)

Yeah, you gon' have to empty out your fuckin' wallet (Yeah)

Yeah, you gon' have to empty out your fuckin' pocket»

I’ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)

I’ma, I’ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)

I’ma, I’ma need a stack

Yeah, I’ma need a⁠—

I-I-I'ma need a rack (Wobbity, wobbity)

I-I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)

I-I'ma need a stack

I’ma, I’ma, I’ma need a stack

Yeah, I’ma need a—

I-I-I'ma need a rack

If I leave a paper trail, then I’ma need a tip drill

Shakin' it, turn the lights down

Bust it for the light bill

Diggin' it, then I’m lickin' all on that pussy, put it right there

Only wanna fuck the black bitches with the nice hair

Baby, bend it over, ass up, take the mask off

Don’t ask me if I’m throwin' cash up, I’m spendin' that part

Black Card, play your part, now go retarded

That booty stupid, think you smart, I fuck regardless

Sprinkler fuckin' up your guard, that coochie water

I tear it up, she call me daddy, I’m not her father

Ask her where she from? She said, «New Orleans,» it’s a mic check

Don’t try to kiss after you swallow, I don’t like that (Huh)

But you look good when you throw it back on me

You gon' make even a broke nigga spend a bag on it

You gon' make me come alone like I don’t even have homies

When you pull them titties out, put 'em in my mouth

Then I hit the dash on it

She said, «You gon' have to give me more than one dollar

You gon' have to give me more than five dollars

You gon' have to give me more than ten dollars

You gon' have to throw more than twenty dollars»

Said, «You gon' have to give me more than fifty dollars

Yeah, you gon' have to throw more than a hunnid dollars

Yeah, you gon' have to empty out your fuckin' wallet

Yeah, you gon' have to empty out your fuckin' pocket»

I’ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)

I’ma, I’ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)

I’ma, I’ma need a stack

Yeah, I’ma need a⁠—

I-I-I'ma need a rack (Wobbity, wobbity)

I-I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)

I-I'ma need a stack

I’ma, I’ma, I’ma need a stack

Yeah, I’ma need a—

I-I-I'ma need a rack

Oh, I’ma throw a bag in the air

By the time it hit the ground, better bring that ass over here

Everything, all the drinks on me tonight

Put that thing on me, I’m tryna see what that pussy like

I’m just tryna pay a couple bills

When she hit the stage, I’ma leave more than a tip (Oh-oh)

Let me grab it, let me smack it, don’t care if it’s real

Pullin' on my pants, I’ma let you feel it

Biggity bounce, biggity bounce, gon' toot it up

She breakin' it down, breakin' it down, I can’t get enough

Spread 'em for me, showin' them cheeks

I’m actin' like a fiend, been here for a week

She give me the red light special

You can lie to me, baby, tell me that I’m special

Just keep steppin' on the money like they rose petals

I’m not a trick, just a rich nigga, know better

She said, «You gon' have to give me more than one dollar (Know better)

You gon' have to give me more than five dollars (Know better)

You gon' have to give me more than ten dollars (Rich nigga know—)

You gon' have to throw more than twenty dollars» (Rich nigga know better)

Said, «You gon' have to give me more than fifty dollars (Know better)

Yeah, you gon' have to throw more than a hunnid dollars (Know better)

Yeah, you gon' have to empty out your fuckin' wallet (Rich nigga know—)

Yeah, you gon' have to empty out your fuckin' pocket» (Rich nigga know better)

I’ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)

I’ma, I’ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)

I’ma, I’ma need a stack

Yeah, I’ma need a⁠—

I-I-I'ma need a rack (Wobbity, wobbity)

I-I'ma need a stack (Wobbity, wobbity)

I-I'ma need a stack

I’ma, I’ma, I’ma need a stack

Yeah, I’ma need a—

I-I-I'ma need a rack