Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Be Stuntin, artist - Cash Kidd.
Date of issue: 13.10.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Be Stuntin |
I ain’t playing with y’all niggas |
Watch what y’all say on y’all motherfucking tweets |
Comments, statuses |
Aye, boy bitch ass niggas |
Let’s get it |
Cash Kidd, I be stuntin' |
Yo' bitch love black dick so I’m fuckin' |
Then I’ma put her out on the porch |
I’ma treat that bitch like a |
pumpkin |
Think she a bad bitch, she ain’t nothing |
She a rat bitch why you cuffin' |
Y’all niggas act rich but they bluffin' |
All my niggas stack chips but not Funyons |
Don’t sneak diss if it’s beef bitch |
I pack clips and I’m bustin' |
Bang, bang, bang nigga, let it sang nigga like |
Michael Jackson and his brothers |
'Cause all these niggas tryna stretch Mark |
Like what a fat bitch got on her stomach |
Aye, my nigga Jeff was a straight soldier |
So any lame nigga talkin' down on him |
Then I’m on his head, it’s game over |
I’m with your bitch and she bout to get my dick |
Hard as a rock like Jay Hova |
So me and my niggas get in her walls |
All in her walls but we ain’t roaches |
I got a couple niggas that’s outta town |
Pushin' keys like Beethoven |
The rest of y’all niggas is fuck niggas |
Y’all fuck niggas like Frank Ocean |
Shout out to my nigga Drehova |
For the bread I spray toasters |
I have my goons hoppin' out of trucks like |
That chinese nigga off Hangover man |
Y’all niggas so animated, the |
pop |
in my car |
Like I’m at a station I run in your church while |
The pastor prayin', put your top in the air like |
Graduation, buffs white, my glasses racist |
Bitch bend over, I’m ‘bout to stab like Jason |
She gave me head I came in her eye |
She seen it coming like That’s So Raven |
Gettin' money, turnin' up, fuckin' bitches |
Just to kill time, nigga my niggas |
Is the real mob so slow it down like |
A yield sign, that chopper sing like Jill Scott |
Make your mama scream like Lil Jon |
Bitch shut the fuck up and give me brain |
Like a scientist, I’m Bill Nye |
Shout out to my real niggas, I don’t |
Give a fuck about nothing else hoes get around |
And what goes around, comes around |
Like a fucking belt, my nigga what the hell |
I’m doing me let me do my thang like I touch myself |
Your money shorter than a fucking elf |
I’m so hot everything I touch |
I melt 'cause I’m |
Cash Kidd, I be stuntin' |
Yo' bitch love black dick so I’m fuckin' |
Nigga I’m Cash Kidd call me money |
These niggas faker than catfish and it’s funny |
Cuffin' that rat bitch you a dummy |
Boy, I got a white girl with good head |
She mop me up then go do my mans |
I’m a pass that bitch to Pootaman |
I bust a nut then I do my dance |
If it’s beef we can shoot |
Or get these hands nigga don’t worry |
‘Bout who my shooters is hit the strip club |
And I threw some bands, in the air |
Like Superman, bitch I’m cold as ice, y’all niggas |
Hotter than a bowl of rice, I swear, I got more hoes |
Than dykes, she hop on the dick |
She ride it faster than a stolen bike |
These hoes is trife, you cuffin' that |
Runner 'cause nigga you live that lonely life |
It’s my only life so it’s only right I’m on |
Top of my cheese like a overbite |
I’m tryna get it, nigga, all my bitches is exclusive |
My pockets fat so when they see me they say |
«How you doin'», Rasputia |
I like older bitches cause they know the business |
Y’all niggas softer than a bowl of chicken |
I pull up and y’all run in the house like Homer Simpson |
At the first beginning, I’m sick and tired |
Of these thirsty bitches, thirsty hoes |
Tryna get popped, on dick knockers |
I get guap bitch you wasn’t with me on the |
M Block you dick suckin' so shit, fuck it I’ma |
Slide in it like a flip flop, give you five minutes |
When my time finished, let live hit it then bitch bye |
Used to walk the Henny’s for a slice of pizza |
Fuck a bitch, put her out bye Felicia |
It’s a good chance that I fucked your bitch then |
I prolly passed her like a preacher |
She smash brothers like Super Mario |
Mama mia it was nice to meet ya' |
All y’all niggas is pussy and I ball yo' ass |
Like gonorrhoea 'cause I’m |
Cash Kidd and I be stuntin' |
Your bitch love black dick so I’m fuckin' |
If her ass stiff I don’t want it |
Say naw bring that ass here cause I’m horny |
Spread your legs bitch like Jordan |
Man, what the fuck is up with these weak niggas |
Keep stressin' over these freak bitches |
My pockets thick like Delicious |
Y’all washed up like clean dishes |
I peep niggas they sneak dissin', better chill |
'Cause I hang with a bunch of goons |
If I want ‘em to, they’ll bust the tool |
And send a nigga to the upper room |
Eddie Murphy, Martin Lawrence, bitch give me head |
‘Till tomorrow morning, I gotta pay to ride me, car insurance |
I’m strapped up cause all these niggas |
Tryin' to kill a kid like child abortion |
I fucked yo' bitch, her pussy was wack and her mouth was boring What you like |
her for? |
I’m Cash k-i-double d |
Can’t fuck with me, who the fuck is he? |
He’s the all brand nigga tryin' to jump in beef |
So he can get a buzz like a bumblebee |
I’m chillin' tho, YP with me he sippin' slow |
This drink purple, I stay Snapple like a mean turtle |
I’m geeked up, Steve Urkel |
Your bitch can’t get shit from me, not a cent from me, not a cheeseburger |
And if any nigga come trippin' I let them |
Choppers sing, choir rehearsal |
I got hella bands, hella bands these Tru Religions |
Try to rob me, don’t do it nigga |
I got a lotta guns like Stewie Griffin |
Don’t ever cuff these choosin' bitches |
'Cause whoever winnin' that’s who she pickin' |
Fucked yo' bitch to some New Edition |
Tear that shit up like a movie ticket |
My bitch bad |
she need school detention |
I nail that bitch like crucifixion |
I don’t even smoke but my niggas ridin' ‘round |
With that Keisha like Bobby Gibson 'cause I’m |
Cash Kidd I be stuntin' |
Yo' bitch love black dick so we runnin', fuck it |
Bitch, my name been buzzin', I got a Chinese bitch |
That look like Jeremy Lin cousin |
I’m Cash Kidd and I been stuntin' |