Need A Stack
Chris Brown [feat. Lil Wayne & Joyner Lucas] Lyrics
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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 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 (wobbly, wobbly wop)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack (wobbly, wobbly wop)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a, I-I-I'ma need a rack (wobbly, wobbly wop)
I-I'ma need a stack (wobbly, wobbly wop)
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
Wobbly, wobbly wop, drop, drop and make it hop
I'm in Versace on my knee, 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, now 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 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 (wobbly, wobbly wop)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack (wobbly, wobbly wop)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a, I-I-I'ma need a rack (wobbly, wobbly wop)
I-I'ma need a stack (wobbly, wobbly wop)
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
I'll 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 'em
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 (wobbly, wobbly wop)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack (wobbly, wobbly wop)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a, I-I-I'ma need a rack (wobbly, wobbly wop)
I-I'ma need a stack (wobbly, wobbly wop)
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 (ohh)
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 (wobbly, wobbly wop)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack (wobbly, wobbly wop)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack
Yeah, I'ma need a, I-I-I'ma need a rack (wobbly, wobbly wop)
I-I'ma need a stack (wobbly, wobbly wop)
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
The song "Need A Stack" by Chris Brown featuring Lil Wayne and Joyner Lucas is a sexually explicit track that portrays the hedonistic lifestyle of rich and famous males. The lyrics describe how men pay hefty amounts of money to get the attention of women in the strip club. Throughout the song, they boast about how much money they have and how much they are willing to spend on women. The line "She gon' get to touchin' on me, I put all my money on it" is an example of this.
Moreover, the song emphasizes the power dynamics at play in strip clubs, where women are reduced to objects for men's pleasure. The lyrics "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" suggests that women can manipulate men's desires to extract as much money as possible from them.
Overall, "Need A Stack" is a highly sexualized and materialistic song that reinforces gender stereotypes and inequality. It perpetuates the myth that money and material possessions can buy happiness and satisfaction, reducing human relationships to transactional interactions.
Line by Line Meaning
I walked up in that bitch
With five, tens, twenties, fifties, hunnids on me (woo, woo)
I confidently entered the establishment with a large amount of money in various denominations
I don't usually do this
I ain't really with the stuntin', homie (yeah)
Typically, I don't engage in this behavior
I'm not interested in showing off unnecessarily, my friend
But I gotta do it 'cause tonight, she 'bout to bust it on me
She gon' get to touchin' on me (woo, woo)
However, I feel compelled to do it because tonight, she is planning to dance provocatively on me
She will start touching me in a sensual manner
I put all my money on it
'Cause you know you workin' with some ass, yeah, you bad, yeah
I bet all my money on this situation
Because you are well-endowed in the posterior region, yes, you are attractive
Make a nigga spend his cash, yeah, his last, yeah
You have the ability to make a man spend all his money, even his last dollar
You've been killin' it since last year
Since last summer, had these bitches gettin' mad, yeah
You have been impressing everyone for a long time
Since last year, even during the previous summer, you made other women envious
Ain't that somethin'?
I don't usually hit the shade club or drink much
Isn't it remarkable?
Normally, I don't go to strip clubs or consume alcohol excessively
But today I got my pay stubs, I'm laced up
Let me show you what the face does, a drink does
However, today I received my payment and I'm ready to spend
Allow me to demonstrate what my presence and a drink can do
Saw you movin' from the waist up, I don't take drugs
I observed your enticing body movements from the waist up, although I don't indulge in narcotics
Baby, what you call it? (Woo)
What you hidin' skeletons, all up in your closet? (Woo)
Darling, what is your name?
What secrets are you keeping, perhaps hidden in your metaphorical closet?
You exotic, open up, let me come inside it (woo)
I'm invited, tell them bitches I'm a sexaholic (woo)
You possess an alluring and exotic quality, allow me to be intimate with you
I have been granted permission, inform other women that I am highly interested in sexual activities
I'm excited, perfect timin'
You look good, won't you throw it back on me?
I am thrilled and the timing is ideal
You appear attractive, would you mind gyrating your hips towards 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
You possess the capability to make even a financially struggling man invest his remaining funds in your performance
He will spend money he doesn't even have
When you take off all your clothes, they gon' put they tax on it
But it's not enough
When you remove all your garments, they will charge additional fees for the experience
However, the amount collected is still insufficient
I'ma, I'ma need a stack (wobbly, wobbly wop)
I'ma, I'ma need a stack
I am going to require a significant sum of money
I am going to need a substantial amount
After you back it up, then stop
Wobbly, wobbly wop, drop, drop and make it hop
Once you perform a provocative dance move, come to a halt
Unpredictable and energetic movements, drop to the floor and cause it to bounce
I'm in Versace on my knee, Balenciaga to the socks
And I'm on the molly, I'm throwin' thousands like rocks
I am wearing Versace down to my knees and Balenciaga socks
Additionally, I am under the influence of the drug MDMA and tossing large amounts of money like rocks
Ooh, say less, my lil' babe blessed
She just bought a new booty, she on bed rest
Oh, I understand
My beautiful partner is extremely fortunate
She recently acquired buttock enhancement surgery and needs to recover
She be twerkin' to Tunechi, for them paychecks
She tat' my name on her booty, now her face next
She vigorously dances to the music of Lil Wayne, in exchange for monetary compensation
She even tattooed my name on her buttocks, and now she wants to engage in intercourse
I'm throwin' up the racks like some quarterbacks
Ooh, what a catch, that don't come with tax
I am vigorously throwing bundles of money like skilled football quarterbacks
Wow, what an impressive grab, taxes are not included in the amount
Now you up in Saks with a bunch of bags
Shake that fuckin' ass for a budget plan
Currently, you are inside the luxury department store Saks Fifth Avenue with numerous shopping bags
Shake your buttocks dramatically as part of an economical strategy
I throw a bunch of cash
I get so bored, I start throwin' money underhand
I scatter a large amount of money
I become so uninterested that I begin tossing money with a motion resembling an underhand throw
I need another hand
I got blunt in hand, louder than a southern band
I require an additional hand
I am holding a marijuana cigarette, emitting a strong aroma, louder than a musical band from the southern states
You gon' need a stack, bitch, do the money dance, Tunechi
You will require a significant amount of money, lady, perform the celebratory money dance
This is a reference to Lil Wayne himself
Oh, I'ma throw a bag in the air
By the time it hits the ground, better bring that ass over here
Oh, I will toss a substantial amount of money into the air
By the time it descends, you should swiftly approach me
Everything, all the drinks on me tonight
Put that thing on me, I'm tryna see what that pussy like
Tonight, I will cover all expenses, including drinks
Also, grind against me sensually, I am interested in experiencing sexual pleasure with you
I'm just tryna pay a couple bills
When she hit the stage, I'ma leave more than a tip (ohh)
I am simply attempting to settle a few outstanding invoices
When she dances on stage, I will leave a sum of money greater than a customary gratuity
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
Allow me to touch it, let me spank it, I don't mind if it's artificial
Tugging on my trousers, I will permit you to experience the result
Biggity bounce, biggity bounce, gon' toot it up
She breakin' it down, breakin' it down, I can't get enough
Provocative bouncing, stimulating and exciting
She is showcasing her dance moves, mesmerizing me
I am captivated and desire more
Spread 'em for me, showin' them cheeks
I'm actin' like a fiend, been here for a week
Open your legs for me, revealing your buttocks
I am behaving obsessively, as if addicted
I have spent a significant amount of time in this location
She give me the red light special
You can lie to me, baby, tell me that I'm special
She is offering me a sexually intimate encounter
You can deceive me, my dear, and claim that I hold a unique importance
Just keep steppin' on the money like they rose petals
I'm not a trick, just a rich nigga, know better
Simply continue walking on the money as if it were scattered rose petals
I am not someone to be easily deceived or manipulated, I am a wealthy individual, you should be aware
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Adam King Feeney, Allen Ritter, Byron O. Thomas, Christopher Maurice Brown, Dwayne Carter, Joyner Lucas, Kaan Gunesberk, Matthew Jehu Samuels, Omololu Omari Akinlolu, Terius Gray
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BTonyH587
I'm really only here for Joyner tbh 😔
Ahmed Almeleh
@BTonyH587 Joyner sounds like Tyga wtf?
BTonyH587
no
Skol Vikes Nation
Ahmed Almeleh no he does not!
darian tirse
Staying up all night listening to this album
jae 671
Sameee
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Same here fam
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