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Deadman - Stunna 4 Vegas Lyrics

By: Admin | Artist: S stunna 4 vegas | Published: 2024-30-09T04:29:39:00+07:00

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[intro]
these thigh pads, i got money in my jeans (thigh pads, n*gga)
uh*huh
it’s me and joe, n*gga, we on, we on the way to that place
(tell no heart i’m finna get in my—)
ayy, look

[verse]
i get to that sack, n*gga, could’ve made the league (i get to that sack, n*gga)
look at these thigh pads, i got money in my jeans, n*gga (uh)
bro touch him like an ipad and it won’t cost me a thing (bah, bah, bah)
93, i’m so supreme, i get you murked, you play with me
i get you murked, n*gga, i get you took off (i get you took off)
i get you picked off just like a football (man, get your b*tch ass back)
we be grillin’ sh*t just like a cookout
up and bust this motherf*cker, i ain’t never been the lookout
up and bust this motherf*cker, say it’s smoke, i pulled my bl!ck out, uh*uh
uh*huh, stacks be quick to tweak, he tryna wig out (wig out)
uh*huh, lil bro ‘nem love to strike, they take his whip soon as he pull out (better not pull out)
uh*huh, p*ssy way too wet, my b*tch a vet, i can’t even pull out (better pull out)
uh*huh, i tuck my strap, i start the ‘cat then put my hood on
ayy, n*gga, i ain’t tryna hear no yap, go catch a hat, i’ll get you put on
uh*huh, these lil’ n*ggas morons, they’ll fold just like a futon
i ran it back to put my crew on, get you smacked, we don’t need a coupon
uh*huh, hide your cars, hide your daughters (daughters, n*gga)
all these diamonds ’round my neck, sh*t look like florida water (like florida water, n*gga)
uh*huh, he just yappin’ on the ‘net, he ain’t no f*ckin’ bother (he ain’t no f*ckin’ bother)
he ain’t bother n0body
i get you lined just like a barber (uh*huh), and f*ck your ho probably
i get you lined just like a fade (uh*huh, fade, n*gga)
we had m’s before m’s, bring out yellow tape (bring out the yellow tape, n*gga)
members only, ain’t no entourage, all these n*ggas gang, on my mama, n*gga
dive ain’t no producer, he walk with his drac’ every day, n*gga (he walk with his drac’, n*gga)
you know how that go (uh*huh)
don’t make me call cino (gang)
i get a n*gga whole fleet repo’d
sh*t get cold, i keep my heater on
p*ssy play, i get you pita rolled
we was f*cked up, used to look at slime like he the hope (uh*huh, uh*huh)
[chorus]
i rock all this denim tears, i ain’t shed nan’ (i ain’t shed nan’, n*gga)
drop a twenty on him, that’s some head*bands (that’s some head*bands)
won’t put nothin’ but my jit before these dead men (put nothin’ but my jit before these dead men)
n*gga think it’s sweet, i’ll be the reason he’s a dead man (he’s a dead man, uh*huh)
i rock all this denim tears, i ain’t shed nan’, n*gga (shed sh*t, b*tch)
drop a twenty on him, that’s some head*bands, n*gga (that’s some head*bands)
he ain’t drop nothin’ but a diss, but he got dead friends (this n*gga got dead men)
i don’t put nothin’ but my blood before these dead men (before these dead men, n*gga)

[outro]
don’t put nothin’ but my b*tch before these dead men
put nothin’ but my— before these—, uh*huh
put nothin’ but my mama before these dead men, n*gga
got a switch, i’ll leave you dead, man
put nothin’ but my chopper before these dead men, n*gga (twenty on him, that’s some head*bands, n*gga)
denim tears, i ain’t shed nan’ (brrat, brrat)
p*ssy, f*ck n*gga (on god)
free trillz, n*gga, free sosa
you know what the f*ck goin’ on, n*gga, yrb sh*t run the world, b*tch

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