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shyboytakemoney - stone cold stunner lyrics

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sippin on this cup seeing purple got me noddin’ off, counting up this money got my hands cramped and knotted up, showing any sign of slowing down homie not at all, rollin up a blunt pouring drank inside my styrofoam

bouncin out the cutt like waddup then i stole on em, bet he ain’t gon’ catch what i throw, better go long, out taking trips but i had to bring this money home, i don’t like drinking tris cause that sh+t make my stomach hurt, smoking stickey green light it up watch it burn slow, d+ckies creased down, fur coat on this pro club, stone cold stunner i’mma hit em with a close line, chokeslam a b+tch ese flying off the top+rope, tryna add this cash up fast tired of being broke, burglar bar doors in trap hotboxin the bando, aye, you ain’t speak the lingo, i be on the block with the plug posted up with the migos, cruzin round the city riding round with my strap tucked, pull up to the function walkin round throwin cash up, gold around my neck furr coat like i’m cam’ron, eyes glowing like a h+llcat when i’m in the dark, aye, my lips turning numb, i might crack the seal and pop a bottle when i pour it up, windows boarded up, you ain’t talking money lil bihh you can tape it shut

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