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Stunna 4 Vegas
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Yes, sir (Yes, sir) Uh, stupid (It's coast 41) It's coast 41 (Billion Dollar Baby Entertainment) It's Big Stunna (Rich) Ha, uh, uh, yeah Firzt back like he left or somethin' She throw that a** back like a flea-flicker (Thot, thot) Young rich n***a, ho, I ain't no a** kisser (Uh) You know I'm havin' that bag (You know I'm havin' that bag) Havin' my shorties come get on your a** (Come here) We strapped, and ready to clash What's beef? We get in, go fast, n***a (Uh) She keep asking 'bout my past I told that b*t*h, "I'm nothin' like your last n***a" (Move) She a big ole freak like Megan Thee Stallion (Wow), I'm tryna beat her down (Beat her down), uh Lil' b*t*h said she diggin' my style, she ain't been wit' a G like me in a while I know you hear me 'cause I'm smokin' loud (Gas), my neighbors beggin' me to turn it down (Uh) It's smoke, let's go, don't give me a run-around Lil' n***a, I ride wit' a hunnid rounds (Brr) Big speaker like Bagg, big stepper like Gates If I said the word, he get put on a plate (Uh-huh) Got beef with me, n***a walkin' with faith They might think I'm Wayne 'cause I rock out with Drake All bark, no bite, boy, you just in the way Where opps? On sight, boy I ain't finna play with no n***a I suggest you to play with your bae (On gang), shoot 'em in, I'm swingin' the K (Grrah) Like I play in the Major League, I done had every gun, from A to Z B*t*h boy, don't play with me Killers to my left and right, they stay with me This G-L-O-C-K with me (Yeah), say he gon' rob me, that make-believe (Huh?) My lil' n***a up that b*t*h faithfully Nut in your b*t*h face and f**k up her Maybelline We, rock out, shows, I got 'em sold out (Yes sir) I got the city sewed up, we hit your block then skate like woah, bounce We pop out, I go where I want, it's never unannounced He movin' wrong, we gun 'em down (Bop) Play tough, do that from the underground She blushin', she say she crushin' (Thot, thot) She love it when I come around, uh, ooh, uh I'm hittin' this ho from the back What you hear? A punchin' sound (Uh, uh) She runnin' off, think she can't handle me, uh Ho, you know I f**k like an animal Hope you know I could smoke your n***a like he cannabis This big four-oh (Get 'em outta here), on my waist right now So I can't do no dancin' (I can't) The stick my ho, we romantic, uh Put a scope on that b*t*h, it look fancy (Bop, bop) I blew like a bomb, landed (Yeah) Lil' freak like you eye candy (Okay) My boy sniffs the iCarly (Yeah) B*t*h, I'm a villain like Charles Manson (I swear), on fire Y'all panic (Ha), you n***as ain't steppin', they jaw ramblin' Ain't no cappin', this sh*t is too authentic (No cap) Knew I would win 'cause I put my heart in it (Yeah), uh And that's a Fendi fact (Yeah), I go broke, I run up on you like give me that (Yeah, yeah) Got a stick with a stick attached to it, n***a play and I'm givin' that to him She throw that a** back like a flea-flicker Rich n***a, ho, I ain't no a** kisser She like, "You having that bag, n***a" (Okay) "Why you ain't buy me no bag, n***a?" I'm too player, a pimp, a street n***a (Yeah) I'll tell you what, bring a friend with ya I'll have a meet and greet with you Y'all better eat **** like y'all eat dinner, uh-huh (Uh, uh, uh) It's 4X (Yeah), but this "Punch Me In 5" (This Punch Me In Five) I can't pay attention to you hatin' from the sideline I take his b*t*h then pop a Perc' and kill that pu**y nine times (Uh, uh, uh) It's "Bang, bang," and, "Grrah, grrah," we ain't go for the ra-ra (On gang)
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