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lord stunnah - slow jamz lyrics

yeah
look
uh
she don’t want listen to no slow jams
ain’t tryna be deep, but her throat can
she just wanna twerk with no hands
she wanna ride & f+ck on n+gga
a n+gga who ball like pro am
she don’t rely on no man
she don’t rely on em
she wanna a scammer, trapper, a rapper well baby i be all the 3 all in one
ima come over and buss on your features
right after all of my features are done
i ain’t cuffing sh+t only beating it once
ya man is a b+tch they be leaving him slumped
sent him the addy but he never come
heard he he sleeping on me now sleep in the trunk
p+ssy
look

n+gga play with you this sh+t’ll get u tragic
just like my whip, the grip automatic
i want the realest when ya want baddest
roll me a backwood smoke on the fattest
i can’t trust noone don’t know who my mans is
lil b+tch, wanna f+ck cause my status
b+tch call me daddy don’t know who her dad is
(sheesh)
i been on my bullsh+t like mike & them (yeah)
i keep a tool i ain’t fighting him (na)
she pop a pill, like its vitamins
they want the smoke now f+ck it we lighting him
stop it, never mix the plug money with profits
i heard u was getting robbed in ya projects
stop saying you got heat n+gga drop it
i like calling her my girl when she not it
i’m toxic
i ain’t the one for the gossip
shawty gon pop lock & drop it
she leave it sloppy and wet like a mopstick
i keep the 2 with me, like a chopstick
you ain’t getting food with me you imposter
have ya medulla dripping like its pasta
i see food in you red lobsters
we making movies, like we deserve oscars
jump in the warzone come in with the chopper
look at lil mama, we came up from nada
she want the gucci, the louie the prada
she want the gucci, the louie, the fendi designer on everything get her diored
she came up from nothing ain’t never had nothing
so you cannot blame her when she want it all
like
look
uh
she don’t want listen to no slow jams
ain’t tryna be deep, but her throat can
she just wanna twerk with no hands
she wanna ride & f+ck on n+gga
a n+gga who ball like pro am
she don’t rely on no man
she don’t rely on em
she wanna a scammer, trapper, a rapper well baby i be all the 3 all in one
ima come over and bust on your features
right after all of my features are done
i ain’t cuffing sh+t only beating it once
ya man is a b+tch they be leaving him slumped
sent him the addy but he never come
heard he he sleeping on me now sleep in the trunk
p+ssy

- lord stunnah lyrics

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