Kevin Bivins - Stone Cold Stuntin (ft. COACH) | Текст песни

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VERSE ONE (Bivins) :
These niggas aint touchin cash (why?)
They must be allergic
Swag so fuckin cold
I'm feelin like hypothermic
Bitch it's my time, it's my prime
Ya'll aint gone spoil it
Ya'll keep talkin shit ?
Got bullets that'll flush that toilet
I'm from the dirty waters and round here I shuts it down
I'm givin yo hoe 10 inches
Like nigga first down
She called my phone
And said that you make her sick
You give her that Lil Nemo
But I got that Moby Dick
Niggas say they runnin my city
I just fuckin laugh
How you reppin the dirty waters from that bubble bath ?
One snap hoes drop it down
Two snaps goons make it pow
Three snaps I'm rippin packs
Yo nose takin hits like Pacquiao

CHORUS :
I'M STONE COLD STUNTIN SWAGGER STEVE AUSTIN

VERSE TWO (Bivins) :
Jays on or my snow globes
Yeah them bitches love the sneakers
College girls drop down gimme brain
Oh mayne they like student teachers
I'm all up in dat ass
I'm smashin these whores
Computer lovin
I'll hits that backspace like keyboards
I'm reppin Zoo York
Cause I'm rollin wit them animals
I'm like Magic Johnson
Cause a nigga so sick
Think I need antidote
Talk is cheap I aint buyin
Life's a ride bro you aint drivin
All black party I'm arriving with a gravity bag you know I'm flyin
Hoes on me
No clothes on me
My flow is a door
Wont close homie
I'm wood wrist
Dont fuck wit rollie
You dont know my name
But you 'bout to know me
Cause I'm on one
No one
No dojo but I'll shogun
You better double up on them Jordans
126 I'm scorin bitch

CHORUS :
I'M STONE COLD STUNTIN SWAGGER STEVE AUSTIN

VERSE THREE (COACH) :

"I'm up in this bitch, Senor Bivins what it do, we up in this bitch, shit, shout out to my nigga Tune"

I keeps them bad bitches right next to me
Neck on ice like Wayne Gretzky feet
I might put the Jesus piece
Or put the whistle on like a referee
Yo baby mama like textin me
Yo baby mama like sexin me
That's why she mah boo thang
That's no lie
2Chainz
Nigga I'm so faded
Didnt drive home but I made it
Chubby nigga wit bad bitches
And the skinny niggas just haters
So high they cant reach us
We blowin all of this reefer
Paid a hundred for that quarter
Spent that frankie on that Keisha ha ?!

CHORUS :
I'M STONE COLD STUNTIN SWAGGER STEVE AUSTIN

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