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I Be Stuntin

by Cash Kidd

on Bebe Kidd (2017)

[Intro]
I ain't playing with y'all n*ggas
Watch what y'all say on y'all motherf*cking tweets
Comments, statuses
Aye, boy b*tch ass n*ggas
Let's get it

[Verse 1]
Cash Kidd, I be stuntin'
Your b*tch love black di*k so I'm f*cking
Then I'ma put her out on the porch
I'ma treat that b*tch like a [?]
Think she a bad b*tch, she ain't nothing
She a rat b*tch why you cuffin'
Y'all n*ggas act rich but they bluffin'
All my n*ggas stack chips but not funyons
Don't sneakdiss if it's beef b*tch
I pack clips and I'm bustin'
Bang, bang, bang n*gga let it sang n*gga like Michael Jackson and his brothers
Cause all these n*ggas tryna stretch mark, like what a fat b*tch got on her stomach
Aye, my n*gga Jeff was a straight soldier
So any lame n*gga talkin' down on him
Then I'm on his head, it's game over
I'm with your b*tch and she bout to get my di*k hard as a rock like Jay Hova
So me and my n*ggas get in her walls
All in her walls but we ain't roaches
I got a couple n*ggas that's outta town
Pushin' keys like Beethoven
The rest of y'all n*ggas is f*ck n*ggas, y'all f*ck n*ggas like Frank Ocean
Shot out to my n*gga Jay Hovas
For the bread I spray toasters
I have my goons hoppin' out of trucks like that Chinese n*gga of Hangover man
Y'all n*ggas 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
b*tch 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, f*ckin' b*tches just to kill time
n*gga my n*ggas 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
b*tch shut the f*ck up and give me brain like a scientist, I'm Bill Nye
Shot out to my real n*ggas, I don't give a f*ck about nothing else
Hoes get around and what goes around, comes around like a f*cking belt
My n*gga what the hell, I'm doing me
Let me do my thang like I touch myself
Your money shorter than a f*cking elf
I'm so hot everything I touch I melt

[Hook]
Cause I'm Cash Kidd and I be stuntin'
Your b*tch love so black di*k so I'm f*ckin', n*gga
I'm Cash Kidd call me money
These n*ggas faker than catfish and it's funny
Cuffin' that rat b*tch you a dummy

[Verse 2]
Boy, I got a white girl with good head
She mind me up then go do my mans
I'm a pass that b*tch to [?]
I bust a nut then I do my dance
[?] hands
n*gga don't worry ‘bout who my shooters is
Hit the strip club and I threw some bands, in the air like Superman
b*tch I'm cold as ice y'all n*ggas hotter than a bowl of rice
I swear, I got more hoes than dykes
She hop on the di*k, she ride it faster than a stolen bike
These hoes is trife, you cuffin' that runner cause n*gga 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 n*gga, all my b*tches is exclusive
My pockets fat so when they see me they say ‘how you doin' Rasputia?'
I like older b*tches cause they know the business
Y'all n*ggas 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 b*tches, thirsty hoes tryna get popped
On di*k knockers, I get guap
b*tch you wasn't with me on the M Block
You di*k suckin' so sh*t, f*ck it I'ma slide in it like a flip flop
Give you five minutes when my time finished, let Life hit it then b*tch bye
Used to walk the Hennys for a slice of pizza
f*ck a b*tch, put her out bye Felicia
It's a good chance I f*cked your b*tch 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 n*ggas is pus*y and I ball your ass like gonorrhea

[Hook]
Cause I'm Cash Kidd and I be stuntin'
Your b*tch love black di*k so I'm f*ckin'
If her ass stiff I don't want it
Say naw [?] bring that ass here cause I'm horny
Spread your legs b*tch like Jordan

[Verse 3 ]
Man, what the f*ck is up with these weak n*ggas keep stressin' over these freak b*tches
My pockets thick like Delicious
Y'all washed up like clean dishes
I peep n*ggas they sneakdissin', better chill cause I hang with a bunch of goons
If I want ‘em to, they'll bust the tool
And send a n*gga to the upper room
Eddie Murphy, Martin Lawrence, b*tch give me head ‘til tomorrow morning
I gotta pay to ride me, car insurance
I'm strapped up cause all these n*ggas tryna kill a kid like child abortion
I f*cked your b*tch, her pus*y was wack and her mouth was boring what you like her for?
I'm Cash K-I- double D, can't f*ck with me who the f*ck is he?
He's the all brand n*gga tryna 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 b*tch can't get sh*t from me, not a cent from me, not a cheeseburger
And if any n*gga come trippin' I let them choppers sing, quiet rehearsal
I got hella bands, hella bands [?] these Tru Religions
Try to rob me, don't do it n*gga, I got a lotta guns like Stewie Griffin
Don't ever cuff these choosin' b*tche cause whoever winnin' that's who she pickin'
f*cked your b*tch to some New Edition
Tear that sh*t up like a movie ticket
My b*tch bad [?]
I nail that b*tch like crucifixion
I don't even smoke but my n*ggas ridin' ‘round with that Keisha like Booby Gibson

[Hook]
Cause I'm Cash Kidd and I be stuntin'
Your b*tch love black di*k so we runnin', f*ck it
b*tch, my name been buzzin', I got a Chinese b*tch that look like Jeremy Lin cousin
I'm Cash Kidd and I been stuntin'