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Short Stack Planets

In My Hands, In My Hands, I'm on top of the world But the girls just like you Just don't get it. That tonight's about us, About love, About lust, And

the last dance, well by chance I'm killing romance, in the name of love, love I'm killing romance, in the name of love, love Dear, this embrace is a caricature of my plans

Everytime I, turn around Everytime I, turn around Everytime I, turn around Everytime I turn my head, man Somebody's schemin' on a bad plan Tryin' to

fin to do a little damage Take over the planet with my daily tortures Of course it's the nigga that's takin' no shorts Smokin' on the newports your ghetto

' try to to be like Muddy Waters, I'ma be the man howlin at the moon (arooo!) Comin up and standin on my stack (stack) a veteran but keep my lyrics dope

Greetings Ok I'll make this short We in the house We got mikah 9 abstract rude peace Vic hop fat jack and myself aceyalone We come for the glory of the

Hmm, heh, stay wiv me Chorus: Loud house and chains and swangin thangs (I gots ta have it) Just another young nigga havin thangs made Time plans

Short Dawg] Shawty wanna ride ride with me, young buck she see me coming down swanging like nun chuks Them texas plates will make a sexy face bum rush Stacks

know Where I'm at where I be what I'm doin' How I'm livin' limo drivin' women screwin' Up my stack comin' short I ain't havin' it See that fat link on