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stanwill – max payne lyrics

[intro]
yeah, this that one talk
201s, 101s, this that one talk
this that one talk (huh, sh+ttyboyz)
201s, 101s, this that, huh, huh

[verse]
201s, 101s, this that one talk
mike amiri skinny stuffed, this that one walk
virgil on me, got me feeling like it’s something off
throwing 7.62s, we ain’t throwing ones, nah
palm angels joggy, i ain’t jogging when i run it up
baby, i don’t care about yo feelings, i just wanna f+ck
sb, dsm, b+tch, you ain’t sh+tting ‘less you one of us
hutch did my gold medal, all these n+ggas runner+ups
ghetto b+tch be busting scripts, she like a actress
missile hit him in his fit and he gon’ backflip
i don’t do baecations, i be taking jack trips
he was looking for his b+tch and found her in my mattress
the city life [?] how we slide around with [?]
been blowing up my celly ever since i blew her back in
gotta know i’m shmoney dancing every time i get them racks in
eleven hundred horsepower in this whip, cut off the traction
throw some louis on her when i put my b+tch in check
you’ll think my dawg sick, how they in them vests
twenties in my right pocket, hundreds in my left
nine hundred dollar sneaks on, i can’t miss a step
every stick with me got a beam, i ain’t missing you
she like fast cars, she get wet when my engine vroom
we’ll air his f+cking head out like whippit do
big sh+tter, b+tch, my name buzzing up in different rooms
all i know is punch, scam, slide, i don’t play with [?]
i could plug a motherf+cker in, i’m the cable man
think it’s jelly now? when we catch you, better pray it jam
hundred paper clips, i been counting up franklins
n+gga, you ain’t touching pape and the hoes know
feel like max payne, i get up with both poles
i get fast money, she gon’ suck it slow+mo
call me “scam van gundy”, baby, i’m in coach mode
if it’s only me and two b+tches, know i’m hitting both hoes
i got two sticks on me wet as h+ll, i’m like a rowboat
shout+out to my 305 b+tch, she left a n+gga soul gone
think we finna fight around this b+tch? then you a f+cking bozo
i got racks in the rental with the straps in the middle
i just want the head, baby, i won’t ask in a minute
she gon’ pull my pants down ’cause it’s stacks in my denim
if i tell my task force to attack, bet they get it
come and get yo b+tch, dawg, she harassing a n+gga
it’s two hundred on the dash, they ain’t catching a n+gga
bet not reach for anything, i’ll blast me a n+gga
all that mugging you be doing’ll get yo ass beat, n+gga
[outro]
huh

- stanwill lyrics

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