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Stash Spot Video (MV)




Performed By: Reallive Mark
Language: English
Length: 2:48
Written by: Markeith Johnson




Reallive Mark - Stash Spot Lyrics




Five stacks on my condo, ballin' like Lonzo
Keepin' my 9 like rondo, what you want I got those
Thirty in a Glock, but I only let nine go
Always eatin', but I don't go to Nando's

That bitch is fine though, she is a John Doe
Always fly everyday is my prime moe
Shoutout MP I'm the real last Don Doe
I'm Carlito and you Billy Blanco
I'ma trying to make it out while you sippin' on Red Rum

Everywhere I go, nigga, you can't come
I get more pussy than a tampon
Runnin' the field and your ass getting tramped on me
I'm hotter than a nigga that has two Red Thorns

Money callin' you, but it look like you ignored
Pourin' up 8s and you look like you poured four
My shit look like grapes, yo shit look like orange
Break all these hoes like a motherf*ckin' Kit Kat
Broke up with your ex? well nigga, then fix that

I scratch all my exes with Os like Tic Tacs
Just pearled up a nice jay where my bic at?
I'm all in her mouth like, where is my dick at
She got a nice ass, I told her just sit back

Just last year, she told me I wouldn't hit that
Shelf her ass just like a knick-knack
Rack it, clack it, whack it
Y'all niggas is not packin

Y'all niggas soft like asses
I might just have to slap ya
I make money off a cash crop
Cut the nigga off if your man hot

Yal niggas tough ona laptop
But have yal niggas been to a stashspot?
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Five stacks on my condo, ballin' like Lonzo
Keepin' my 9 like rondo, what you want I got those
Thirty in a Glock, but I only let nine go
Always eatin', but I don't go to Nando's

That bitch is fine though, she is a John Doe
Always fly everyday is my prime moe
Shoutout MP I'm the real last Don Doe
I'm Carlito and you Billy Blanco
I'ma trying to make it out while you sippin' on Red Rum

Everywhere I go, nigga, you can't come
I get more pussy than a tampon
Runnin' the field and your ass getting tramped on me
I'm hotter than a nigga that has two Red Thorns

Money callin' you, but it look like you ignored
Pourin' up 8s and you look like you poured four
My shit look like grapes, yo shit look like orange
Break all these hoes like a motherf*ckin' Kit Kat
Broke up with your ex? well nigga, then fix that

I scratch all my exes with Os like Tic Tacs
Just pearled up a nice jay where my bic at?
I'm all in her mouth like, where is my dick at
She got a nice ass, I told her just sit back

Just last year, she told me I wouldn't hit that
Shelf her ass just like a knick-knack
Rack it, clack it, whack it
Y'all niggas is not packin

Y'all niggas soft like asses
I might just have to slap ya
I make money off a cash crop
Cut the nigga off if your man hot

Yal niggas tough ona laptop
But have yal niggas been to a stashspot?
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Writer: Markeith Johnson
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