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c.m.l. – stamp dat boi lyrics

[intro]
ol b+tch ass n+gga
n+gga, i’m on you n+gga
what you thought, that cause i made a song for the b+tches, was, i wasn’t on your line no more?
i’m on your line n+gga
b+tch ass n+gga

[hook]
i’ma stamp dat boi, i’ma stamp dat boi
i’ma stamp dat boi, i’ma stamp dat boi
i’ma whack that n+gga, i’ma whack that n+gga
i’ma whack that n+gga, i’ma whack that n+gga
i’ma bust that boi, i’ma bust that boi
i’ma bust that boi, i’ma bust that boi
i’ma smack that n+gga, i’ma smack that n+gga
i’ma smack that n+gga, i’ma smack that n+gga

[verse 1]
if i catch you blood, you might put your face up on a shirt
i’ma let that kata squirt and leave ass up in the dirt
n+gga i mob for the turf
all that sh+t you talkin bout
i be waiting at your house until your b+tch ass come out
n+gga it’s 4 in the morning, i’m high as f+ck off pills
n+ggas sipping ‘yak, rocking round with that blue steel
all that sh+t you talkin bout, on mama blood, i’ll match you
if i catch you i’ma whack you, i’ma strip you, then blap you
b+tch n+ggas hate, tryna front for them hoes
that’s why we hit your whips up, talking out your throat
n+gga f+ck you think you is? n+gga you a b+tch
you remind me of a kid, n+gga you a snitch
you ain’t bout that action, you just bout that woofin
if i catch you out of pocket blood, i’m bout that cookin
dome shots will flip you over just for acting like you sick
n+gga you a hoe, i’m smacking you up just like a b+tch
n+gga cash money lavish d, hottest n+gga in the streets
i represent that 43, keep a choppa on the seat
look around town n+gga, 7+400
out the window knocking, why y’all b+tch ass n+ggas runnin, huh?
[hook]
i’ma stamp dat boi, i’ma stamp dat boi
i’ma stamp dat boi, i’ma stamp dat boi
i’ma whack that n+gga, i’ma whack that n+gga
i’ma whack that n+gga, i’ma whack that n+gga
i’ma bust that boi, i’ma bust that boi
i’ma bust that boi, i’ma bust that boi
i’ma smack that n+gga, i’ma smack that n+gga
i’ma smack that n+gga, i’ma smack that n+gga

[verse 2]
i’m ready to go down with a grey ski mask
you ain’t bout that sh+t, cause i’m ready to creep
run up in your house, put a gun in your mouth
n+gga where you from? n+gga this the g
n+gga tre 4+3, n+gga 100 block, with a 100 shots, tell em r.i.p
n+gga rest in peace to the homie jack and the homie mac noyd, n+gga, m.o.b.,tre 4+3
let that n+gga know when i’m in the door, unpredictable
you on your floor, you ain’t bout that
i got the streets out in south sac
i be moving mean for the home team
i’m the sac king with the green beam
punch your whole head, leave your hoe dead
you ain’t bout that, you a dope fiend
i mob out, blow your top out, leave your mop out, then skirt
if you disrespect, you can get murked
i hit a n+gga where it hurt
i be mobbin…on the southside
king of the city, it’s about time
blow your head off like a hedgehog cause i keep the k with the drum line
you ain’t bout that, you’s a real b+tch
on mamas n+gga, you’s a real snitch
and i’ll put your ass in a real ditch
n+gga i am real sick
i be on sh+t…4 tre’s
n+gga 100 block, bullets both ways
leave your dome cut, call it domeday
you ain’t bout that, you’s a hoe cake
always in the state pen, no fake friends, no evidence mobbin
with a 44 let a n+gga know when i’m in the door, n+gga drop it
crack your face mask when i smashed out
beat your ass til you pass out
when i catch you n+gga, i’m on you n+gga
[hook]
i’ma stamp dat boi, i’ma stamp dat boi
i’ma stamp dat boi, i’ma stamp dat boi
i’ma whack that n+gga, i’ma whack that n+gga
i’ma whack that n+gga, i’ma whack that n+gga
i’ma bust that boi, i’ma bust that boi
i’ma bust that boi, i’ma bust that boi
i’ma smack that n+gga, i’ma smack that n+gga
i’ma smack that n+gga, i’ma smack that n+gga

[outro]
b+tch ass n+gga
we on you n+gga
on everythang

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