T-Daddy Stacks - Stack City (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: T-Daddy Stacks] Major League Spitta Shout out to A-Money, you ugly as a muh-f**a! T-Daddy Stacks is back and back at it Get me on a track, you'll probably lack at it I mean on it, cause I spit it straight Ebonics So sit back, sip, track and puff on the chronic Understand I'm a cotton mouth king I f**in' dig to speak, so let me do my thing I'mma bang 'em in the head 'til their f**in' ears ring Yeah I kick it 'til I'm rough So take another puff of the sticky icky stuff Fisticuffs, you think you're tough? I'll call out your bluff Yeah, mother f**er, yeah it's tough love I'm the best, the greatest and all of the above [Verse 2 : Q-Bone] Going to the house of my lady friend Parents home so I sneak in Yeah I creep in We gon' freak all weekend Girl got me on a schedule A'int no time to sleep in Like the way I'm feeling Love the life I'm living Hot girls I'm wheeling Yeah, she got a red thong Tell me that's not appealing Shawty look so sick And I need some s**ual healing So I, dive in and I start to swim And then she, cast the line and get to reeling She tells me that her love I'm stealing Got her going so high she 'bout to hit the ceiling Not about to commit though Stealing love call me criminal Won't stop 'til I hit yo Ass why you sa**in' me Quit the drama girl you actin like it's a catastrophe And actually, your body is a masterpiece I pa** glances, hoping just to catch a peek I move closer, checking out your fine physique You're so unique can't wait to freak Gonna be honest, you're not the only one Got a few on the list A record breaking run Got more on the way The list it far from done Some say it's wrong I'm known as the unholy one [Verse 3: Joe Grizzly] Welcome to Rack City Population: 2... extra large titties I'm the muh-f**in champ Check out how I get the p**y damp Bring a b**h home, then I lick it like a stamp Then I'm gonna bang her 'til I f**in get a cramp OW! Oh damn, check out my shirt When I f** you I'm gonna make it hurt I wish I was a midget looking up your skirt And I'm thinking about all the things I wanna insert Joe Grizz, check out my swag This rap rap game, yeah I got it in the bag Hoes gon' cheat and b**hes gon' nag Anyone who says "yeah, you?" is a f*g Oh sh**, step up your game Keep your mouth empty of my muh-f**in name All these rap b**hes is the muh-f**in same And I think outside the box, big picture like a frame