Stuntin' on hoes
Brush it off my shirt
I'm the rapper that fucked ya lil sis homie
turn the instrumental up a lil bit for me
cause I'm a flip it I'm a rip it and I might hit it
leaving hoes dripping blood all over their white linen
your life's finished your wifes givin nice brain
I rap metal around the mic like a bike chain
I stain white t's insane might be
stuntin hoes got me hooked up like an IV
find me chillin with the Infect chin checkas
we all weed heads, JD, and gin wreckas
we bring records the soldiers only
if you think its part time you don't know me homie
throw the CD in the cut tell you listen up
bump this shit if you don't give a fuck
give it up you know that you lovin the flows
and Lo Key & Fux stuntin on hoes
Stuntin' on hoes
Brush it off my shirt
I'm the rapper more addictive than a crack head
knock you back like a bullet when the mac spit
sharp wits so compare me to a cactus
Fux been up in the game where you at bitch
you in the background whisperin and plottin
you the reason for the blood stains stickin in my cotton
you was hot for a minute now you pissed that you're forgotten
got the big shit poppin and the lil shit stoppin
MISSION INFECT BABY
its a world wide thang homes
think you famous cause you finally got a ringtone?
But the truth will make you feel a lil irate
when everyone that bought it got their celly on vibrate
7 Seal keeps punkin out foes
if the money comes out short
we thumpin on doors
but I'm chillin out right now
you know how it goes
got no time for trippin
I'm stuntin on hoes
Stuntin' on hoes
Brush it off my shirt

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