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stanwill - james bond lyrics

[intro]
stan, turn me up
heavy press all year, b+tch, we on fully
huh, b+tch, we on fully
heavy press all year, b+tch, we on fully
flashed the racks at yo b+tch and she showed goodies
huh, yeah, yo b+tch showed goodies
aye, aye, aye
aye, aye, aye

[verse 1]
heavy press all year, b+tch, we on fully
flashed a roll at yo b+tch and she showed goodies
only ace that i got is on hoodies
boy starting beef on the web? he a broke bully
turn dawg song on, it was good perp
big stepper, d&g scribbled on the footwork
push a chip in a reader, i don’t push work
tell my old hoes i’m up sh+t, do i look hurt?
huh, my heart broke but my pockets ain’t
b+tch rock laurent but she d+mn sure not a saint
when the opps see me out, they stop and hate
i’m a sh+t talker, hit the booth with a lot to say
if being poor was a crime, they’d sentence y’all
touching rack after rack, i’m a tennis ball
amiri’s too tight, the pape can’t fit at all
just know if you talking scams, i been involved
eating lamb chops in the club with the tool
i could show you how to turn yo dubs into blues
only time you drip is in the tub or the pool
b+tch a demon, if you fall in love, you a fool
paid five strips ’cause the shirt say “mastermind”
scam grannies and i punch sh+t in my passing time
laser beam off extendo when i grab the .9
saying stan ain’t touching pape? boy, that’s asinine
[hook]
7+double 0 for the kicks, feel like james bond
if bro say it’s f+ck you, i’m on the same time
threw the play tee on, now it’s game time
throwing surfboards at you boys tryna wave ride
and i ain’t never change sides
it don’t matter what the clock say ’cause it’s pape time
i know getting to the top is gon’ take time
i’ll send him to the underworld ‘fore he take mine

[verse 2]
yelling scoreboard at the opps, we done blew ’em out
thumbing through the blues, fighting sleep got me losing count
like that call of duty map, we’ll shoot his house
b+tch look like kim possible, whip the rufus out
.9 in my skinny jeans, n+gga, lack where?
i got quick draw hall of fame, n+gga, scr+p where?
i’ll probably go to h+ll if a bag there
climbing up a beanstalk if i hear it’s jacks there
feeling like a autobot with that roll out
they ain’t see me ball then, now the crowd sold out
christian louboutins when i step, got the soles out
grim reaper [?] took my soul out
mcqueens with the air bubble, i’m a cloud stepper
you ain’t hopped off the porch, you a house stepper
cheesy+ass n+gga, all i do is count cheddar
d+ck sucking in my comments? boy, you a clout catcher
[hook]
7+double 0 for the kicks, feel like james bond
if bro say it’s f+ck you, i’m on the same time
threw the play tee on, now it’s game time
throwing surfboards at you boys tryna wave ride
and i ain’t never change sides
it don’t matter what the clock say ’cause it’s pape time
i know getting to the top is gon’ take time
i’ll send him to the underworld ‘fore he take mine

[outro]
stan, turn me up
7+double 0 for the kicks, feel like james bond
if bro say it’s f+ck you, i’m on the same time
threw the play tee on, now it’s game time
throwing surfboards at you boys tryna wave ride
and i ain’t never change sides
it don’t matter what the clock say ’cause it’s pape time
i know getting to the top is gon’ take time
i’ll send him to the underworld ‘fore he take mine

- stanwill lyrics

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