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af1z - stunna 4 vegas lyrics

[intro]
a hunnid dollars for one pair, your second pair one hunnid dollars
you get some air force 1s (i need two of them, come on)
i’m walkin’ in with someone too (n*gga, frrt, frrt)

[verse]
p*ssy better not step on my air force 1s (p*ssy n*gga)
mm, i’m walkin’ in, big*ass gun (bah, bah, bah, bah)
my lil’ brodie tolwop hollerin’ out where he from (six, six)
huh, i’ll throw a four up, then crack it, do somethin’, p*ssy (do somethin’, p*ssy*ass n*gga)
he better not drop that five, we’ll crack his mental (better not drop that five, gang)
i’ma finger*f*ck my nine just like a petty (i’ma finger*f*ck my nine, gang)
n*gga ain’t takin’ sh*t from five, what the h*lly? (what the f*ck?)
lil 5ive standin’ on that business, i’ma send that cheese whenever he ready (come on)
ayy, i did it if i said it, p*ssy, f*ck you think? (on god)
off the top rope with this sh*t, with all this money in the bank (off top rope)
f*ck n*gga make that bed, that’s his ass, go get a blanket (go get your blanket, p*ssy)
get you spanked, you ain’t even gotta spend no pape’ when you got rank (ha)
but i want to (come on), hit his head, you get a bonus (what else?)
catch from the back, i’ll pull her ponytail, then sm*t her ’til the mornin’ (eat, eat)
i got all that dope for sell, but i’m just sellin’ songs (dope)
n*gga, buy somethin’
rock out with my chop just like a jonas brother, try somethin’ (go)
my lil’ n*gga got a hot gun, he wanna pop somethin’ (bah, bah)
i been poppin’ mine (bah) since they was poppin’ collars (we was poppin’ hard, you know)
got n*ggas out my way, now i’m on every dollar (on every)
n*gga, we hit every chopper (frrt, frrt), b*tch, we want every problem (come on, n*gga)
i walked in with two pair of bl!cks, twin gens (trr, trr)
i think my ten mil’ my best friend (get your ass back, boy)
this p*ssy n*gga deep down tryna blend in (yeah)
baby say i’m fine, sh*t, i told her call me fine ken (baby, call me fine ken)
i might go low*top ricks, i’m with a five*star b*tch (blatt)
my five*star brat can get five stars quick
i get these p*ssy n*ggas whacked just like my baby mom get (whacked, whacked)
my charm hittin’, n*gga, i press a b*tton, then they bomb sh*t (six, six, six, six)
huh, p*ssy, better not step on my prada shoes (p*ssy, better not step on my prada)
i just met my pop, he said, “i’m proud of you” (met my pop, he said, “i’m proud of you”)
mm, mm, i’m walkin’ in with a glock or two, dude (boom)
up here playin’, i’ma pop at you, p*ssy (i’ma pop it, fool)

- stunna 4 vegas lyrics

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