stoneyyy wright - where the fuck you been lyrics
[intro]
we bout to get sh-t popping on this 2 chainz song
haha
young stoney
[verse 1]
all my hoes wear stripes, like they dressed in jail suits
i stay fresh at all times like i’m f-cking stale proof
smoking on that giz–ss, you can smell it out my m-ff-lar
trickin’ on yo b-tch -ss, i know you tryna bluff hard
that sh-t won’t fly around here, better take yo -ss to the airport
you all know that life ain’t’, so what the f-ck would the game be fair for?
i could care less about that b-tch, that’s why she care more
my hair short, my d-ck long
always getting my pimp on
she be getting her limp on
she wanna be my b-tch so i told her come and get this bone
took her back to my place and f-cked her to my own song
i’ve been getting p-ssy, where the f-ck you been?
head getting all mushy, probably from the drugs and gin
i’m from the den, i ball hard, y’all fumblin’
you philip rivers, i’m donald jones
but call me sd for solid dope
[verse 2]
cut my middle fingers off, i don’t give two f-cks
i’m burning rappers till they into dust
my windows up, it’s going down
it’s my own weight that i pull round
f-ck y’all, i don’t need no help
pants sagging but i don’t need no belt
smoking loud, i don’t need no stealth
yo pockets skinny, you don’t feed yo self
be yo self and stop actin like you so and so
you think i don’t but stoney know
you talking sh-t but you irrelevant
i got so much swag, i could sell the sh-t, no discount
my d-ck all in yo b-tch mouth
dive in the p-ssy then dip out
haters can’t stand me so they sit down
all i really want is some good weed and good head
motherf-ckers calling me a sinner but ain’t’ opened up the book yet
stupid like cat with no claws
i got no boss like hold pause
i work in this android so i got a screen protector
living out a p-rno and i’m the scene director
ugh!
[hook]
i’ve been getting p-ssy, where the f-ck you been?
if yo friend look like you, i’m a f-ck yo friend
got the whole d-mn house just to f-ck you in
put yo face down and bring that -ss up again
hold up (5x)
i’ve been getting p-ssy, where the f-ck you been?
haha
[verse 3]
i dip the weed in syrup so i call it smoking maple
i eat her p-ssy all the time even on the table
use her leg like a napkin
i’m one out of a million, go ahead and check the fraction
see i know the game so you won’t win by b-tton mashin’
adidas everything so you know my f-cking fashion
adida gang, that’s all i know
stopping me is impossible
see i do just what i do and do it like you ain’t’ never seen it done befo’
i’m so good with words that i took some shrooms and got the sun to smoke
now that’s really dope
you silly ho
but you pretty doe
f-ck pigs even the little toe
give me a beat, i’m a k!ll it bro
head up like i’m trying to find a drone
stoney on the famous tracks, you should know it’s time alone, 2 motherf-cker
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