1000 Stacks
Nelly Lyrics


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Yea
Hey yo Nelly
Lets do this

At, at, at last I'm literally loungin' black
Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks
At last I'm literally loungin' black
Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks

Got a bad bitch wit' me she in the Valentino
Half black and phillipino
I let her count casinos
Her under apple bottom her underwear Sean John
A hundred on every arm hundred more in my charm
Tell em' puff

Let your mind let your body and your soul go
Its aight get your money stack more dough
(Tell em' puff)
Pick a day get your girl come and play
You know my motherfuckin' name
(you know my motherfuckin' name)

How bout we hop in the Monte Carlo
Tomorrow we'll ice the bottles
In the ocean with the goggles
And act like you won the lotto (uh oh)
Lamborghini buggato my matchin' on the throttle
My motto is Snatch your motto with my latto is a lot oh
Insane my game is like James,
Kobe or maybe Dwayne wade
Fresh shades Alexander McClains
Bottles of rosay some rockin oj's tell em puff

Let your mind let your body and your soul go
Its aight get your money stack more dough
(Tell em' puff)
Pick a day get your girl come and play
You know my motherfuckin' name
(you know my motherfuckin' name)

At, at, at last I'm literally loungin' black
Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks
At last I'm literally loungin' black
Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks
Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks
Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks
Sittin' back sittin' back sittin' back sittin' back
Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks

I kick in the door wavin' the four four
All you heard was dirty don't hurt em' no more
Well fuck that I'm takin' my reign back (reign back)
So take that (take that)
So take that tell em' puff

Let your mind let your body and your soul go
Its aight get your money stack more dough
(Tell em' puff)
Pick a day get your girl come and play
You know my motherfuckin' name
(you know my motherfuckin' name)

I pull up to the party
With Cory smokin' cigary with the baddest little shawty
Cause shawty love to get naughty (uh oh)
Dollar after dollar you niggas might wanna hollar
I chinchilla the collar, dirty what I did with comma hey (Hey)
Keep time A.P, shine
We fly only in G-5
She's fine yep she mine put your peace high homie for B.I.

Let your mind let your body and your soul go
Its aight get your money stack more dough
(Tell em' puff)
Pick a day get your girl come and play
You know my motherfuckin' name
(you know my motherfuckin' name)

At, at, at last I'm literally loungin' black
Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks
At last I'm literally loungin' black
Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks
Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks
Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks
Sittin' back sittin' back sittin' back sittin' back
Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks

Now
Watch ya wanna do
You fuckin' wit a baller
A st louis brawler
You can hate me she gonna fuck wit me regardless
We be a flawless
All this
Tell em' puff

Let your mind let your body and your soul go
Its aight get your money stack more dough
(Tell em' puff)
Pick a day get your girl come and play
You know my motherfuckin' name
(you know my motherfuckin' name)

Stackin' papers contagious
Buildin' paper skyscrapers
Stuntin' outrageous comin' straight out the matrix
Hustle lil' mommy
Countin' papers my hobby
Throw in up the tachardi
Down the streets of Miami
My neck gold the bling is rainbow
It came cold and made to hang low
The bank roll is made to stay swoll
You cant fold more paper than Kinko

At, at, at last I'm literally loungin' black
Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks
At last I'm literally loungin' black
Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks
Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks
Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks




Sittin' back sittin' back sittin' back sittin' back
Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Nelly's song 1000 Stacks are centered around the theme of living a lavish life with wealth and success. The main verses describe Nelly lounging back and counting his double-digit thousand stacks, along with his bad bitch girlfriend who is half black and Filipino. They are portrayed as being both fashionable and financially successful. The chorus encourages listeners to let go of their worries and focus on earning more money by stacking more dough. Nelly's braggadocious lyrics are accompanied by a catchy beat that emphasizes the opulence he is describing.


Nelly also name-drops several other famous athletes, musicians, and celebrities throughout the song to showcase his own power and status. He compares his game to that of Kobe Bryant or Dwayne Wade, while also mentioning Alexander McLean sunglasses and multiple luxury car models such as the Lamborghini Buggati and Monte Carlo. Other references include OJ Simpson and Biggie Smalls as well as the Tupac-inspired lyric β€œwatcha wanna do?”.


Additionally, Nelly incorporates a little bit of violence into the song with the line, β€œI kick in the door waving the four-four, all you heard was β€˜Dirty don’t hurt β€˜em no more.’” This line is reminiscent of The Notorious B.I.G.’s classic song β€œHypnotize” where he incorporated a similar lyric. This verse could also be interpreted as Nelly taking back control and power, after previously being insulted and attacked by other rappers.


Line by Line Meaning

At, at, at last I'm literally loungin' black
Finally, I am able to relax and enjoy my wealth


Sittin' back count double digit thousand stacks
I am counting over ten thousand dollars in cash as I lounge


Got a bad bitch wit' me she in the Valentino
I am accompanied by a beautiful woman in designer clothing


Half black and phillipino
My companion is of mixed race


I let her count casinos
I allow her to count my winnings from gambling


Her under apple bottom her underwear Sean John
She is wearing Apple Bottom jeans and Sean John underwear


A hundred on every arm hundred more in my charm
I am wearing expensive jewelry on both arms and boasting about it


Tell em' puff
I am addressing P. Diddy and telling him to relax and enjoy the moment


Let your mind let your body and your soul go
I am encouraging everyone to let go of their worries and enjoy themselves


Its aight get your money stack more dough
It's okay, keep making money and stacking it up


Pick a day get your girl come and play
Choose a day to bring your significant other and have fun


You know my motherfuckin' name
I am reminding everyone of my fame and success


How bout we hop in the Monte Carlo
Let's get into the car and go somewhere fun


Tomorrow we'll ice the bottles
We will chill our drinks for tomorrow's festivities


In the ocean with the goggles
We will swim in the ocean and use goggles to see underwater


And act like you won the lotto (uh oh)
Let's celebrate like we just hit the jackpot


Lamborghini buggato my matchin' on the throttle
I am driving a Lamborghini Buggati and using the accelerator


My motto is Snatch your motto with my latto is a lot oh
My slogan is to steal your idea and make it better


Insane my game is like James, Kobe or maybe Dwayne wade
My skills and success are comparable to famous basketball players


Fresh shades Alexander McClains
I am wearing stylish sunglasses made by Alexander McQueen


Bottles of rosay some rockin oj's tell em puff
We are drinking RosΓ© and some people are smoking cigarettes while we relax


Sittin' back sittin' back sittin' back sittin' back
I am extremely comfortable and relaxed


I kick in the door wavin' the four four
I am entering the room with a gun in my hand


All you heard was dirty don't hurt em' no more
I am telling people not to mess with me anymore


Well fuck that I'm takin' my reign back (reign back)
I'm regaining control of my life and situation


So take that (take that)
I don't care what people think, I am doing what I want


I pull up to the party
I arrive at the party


With Cory smokin' cigary with the baddest little shawty
I am with my friend Cory smoking a cigar with a very attractive woman


Cause shawty love to get naughty (uh oh)
This woman enjoys being wild and adventurous


Dollar after dollar you niggas might wanna hollar
I am making so much money that others may become envious


I chinchilla the collar, dirty what I did with comma hey (Hey)
I am wearing a chinchilla fur coat and bragging about how much money I have


Keep time A.P, shine
I am wearing an Audemars Piguet watch that is shining brightly


We fly only in G-5
I only fly on private jets


She's fine yep she mine put your peace high homie for B.I.
The woman I am with is beautiful and I am claiming her as mine


Now
At this moment


Watch ya wanna do
What do you want to do?


You fuckin' wit a baller
You are dealing with someone who has a lot of money


A st louis brawler
I am a tough guy from St. Louis


You can hate me she gonna fuck wit me regardless
You may not like me, but she will still want to be with me


We be a flawless
We are perfect together


All this stackin' papers contagious
My ability to make money consistently is spreading


Buildin' paper skyscrapers
I am building an empire by making a lot of money


Stuntin' outrageous comin' straight out the matrix
I am showing off in an extraordinary way, like I am not even from this world


Hustle lil' mommy
Keep working hard, young lady


Countin' papers my hobby
Counting and managing money is one of my favorite things to do


Throw in up the tachardi
I am throwing up the Roc-a-Fella handsign


Down the streets of Miami
I am driving around the streets of Miami


My neck gold the bling is rainbow
I am wearing a gold necklace with colorful jewels


It came cold and made to hang low
The necklace is heavy and hangs low on my chest


The bank roll is made to stay swoll
I have a lot of money and it's going to stay that way


You cant fold more paper than Kinko
I make so much money that it's impossible to keep up with it all




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: CORNELL HAYNES, BRANDON JOEL BOWLES, REGINALD D ELLIS, NORMAN GLOVER, DAVID GRUSIN, JALACY J HAWKINS, CHRIS E. MARTIN, HARVEY MASON, JAY MASON HARVEY, CHRISTOPHER WALLACE

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@reasetimer7393

dope lyrics with dope beat....EARGASM !!!

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we are dancing to this song :)

@afolabisanu2596

A thousand stacks of cannabis shit was what I prayed these studio mammy's would make it also last for.

@Lexus9225

make some noise for biggie smallz, R.I.P.

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