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lirik lagu stir – kid faze

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n*ggas really think that they could f*ck with me
they try to little bruddah me
that hating they be doing sh*t is under me
b*tches f*ck me once and fall in love w me

i told you what’s it’s gonna be
i left her now she looking for another me
when i come in, man i make a b*tch sit up
bread don’t make itself, b*tch get up

every time i see this b*tch lacking
b*tch sit up (sit up)
catch me in the action, wrist lit up
get back to the pot

stir (pot), stir (pot), stir
get back to the pot
stir (pot), stir (pot), stir
timmy turner turn up, serve his fairy godparents

i be serving all parents
that be playing with they nose
timmy turn ya girl up
and the d*ck gon make her curl up

know the neighbors had to heard her
they was banging at the door
carpet ain’t the only thing that’s stepped on
how you hide a million in the ceiling

b*tch i’m tryna fill it up
i just bought a sk!llet with the teflon
ventador was rented, so i spin it
n*gga i don’t give a f*ck
i don’t see no cop car, run up
turn the lights on b*tch, get the one up
fast like lightening, i’m loud like thunder
vroom, five*point*eight, i’m at a hunna

when i come in, man i make a b*tch sit up
bread don’t make itself, b*tch get up
every time i see this b*tch lacking
b*tch sit up (sit up)

catch me in the action, wrist lit up
get back to the pot
stir (pot), stir (pot), stir
get back to the pot

stir (pot), stir (pot), stir
dip into the pot then i stir
b*tch i’m going ham like the chef with the curr
no gold baby just all white squares

biscayne star, started dealing right there
we was young with the plug
while they was plotting on the fair
if it ain’t bout money we wasn’t going nowhere

if you ain’t from the hood you can’t sell dope here
too many got crossed tryna move down here
too many keys through the port, we can’t play fair
shout my z’s in nazo, tryna shoot back here

pirates carribean, but johnny not here
modify the yamaha to fly like buzz lightyear
when i come in, man i make a b*tch sit up
bread don’t make itself, b*tch get up
every time i see this b*tch lacking
b*tch sit up (sit up)
catch me in the action, wrist lit up
get back to the pot

stir (pot), stir (pot), stir
get back to the pot
stir (pot), stir (pot), stir

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