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Yung Stunna/Out The Coma (feat. Trendy & Reem) Video (MV)






jodydeadstock - Yung Stunna/Out The Coma (feat. Trendy & Reem) Lyrics
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I ride around with a pump, I'm always in motion, I'm never stuck, yeah
Take your classes with me, I teach how to stunt
I ride around with a pump, I'm always in motion, I'm never stuck, yeah
Take your classes with me, I teach how to stunt
I ain't playin' no games, I don't do shit for fun huh
I'm pushin' my weight, my PR a ton huh
Niggas better get off my dick, I do shit for my son huh
Real trendy shit, I'm a young stunna
Face shot if you run up
See red if you go against us
Get money til' the sun up
Big trendy, one of one
I been stacking honey buns
Stand on my money touch the sun
Where I'm from, we gettin' monyun
You washed up, you done, yuh
Big stick make him run yuh
Big gold rings like Funyuns
Yeah man down, it's a manhunt
This trap house was abandoned
If you want some, bitch, speak up
My ex, bitch, was a tweaker
Playin' All Hits on your speaker
If she bad then I'd like to meet her
Ridin' round with a pump, lay her down, Imma thump her, yeah
Done playin' with her, Imma dump her, yeah
Five star, I'm a stunna, yeah
Them niggas ain't seen me comin'
I got the pump, niggas duckin'
I f*cked your bitch, she a runner
Locked eyes while she licked on it
Ride around with a lil' pump, bitch I feel like Smokepurpp
Bitch, I really smoke purp
These bitches get on my nerve
I ride around with a pump, I'm always in motion, I'm never stuck, yeah
Take your classes with me, I teach how to stunt
You know the drill
He keep that tool it like he Bob The Build-
You can't f*ck with him, he outta here
I'm on the top, ain't nobody here
I get the guap
I get the guap and I spend on designer gear
You know I can't stop, no
Smokin' on za, what you smoking on, bottom of shelf
The P I'm gon pop, yeah
I'm chasing the green
You want me to stay, I'm gon' leave
I'm tryna flex up with my team
I'm tryna be better than me
You know how it is, you know how it get
I heard that your boyfriend, he ain't havin' shit
You wanted the real
Well, what if I told you, lil' baby, I'm real as it get
I don't know how to feel
You wasn't there for a nigga, you here now I'm poppin' my shit
You flexin' that cash, but it look counterfeit
How is you hating when I'm hot as your grits
I'm on top of the stairs, you on the bottom of them bitches
Niggas be funny this shit here ridiculous
I step in the function, I'm fly as a pigeon
You not havin' motion need better decisions
Feel like Bruce Lee all this shit that I'm kickin'
Don't take your time cause the time be ticking
Don't take your time, yeah
Don't take your time, cause the time be ticking
Yo Jody
(Jody) The Villain
(Jody) Also known as jodydeadstock
Villain
An unprincipled or depraved scoundrel
Yeah niggas not knowin', they sleepin, I'm wakin' em up
Come out the coma
I've been stayin' on flights all summer
Arizona, Florida, makin' plays in Tacoma
I'm livin' your fantasy, nigga it's nothin' to me
Niggas they wish they was Jody
Niggas, they be fans of me
Niggas not litty like me city to city like me
She brown like some Hennessy, order her neat
I got a strap, Michael Porter on me
She sit on it backwards, she holdin' my feet
Got a Latina, a Dora, exploring on me
I'm good with the C's, I'm good with the B's
I'm deep in her titties, I'm good with the D's
She doin' good in her knees
Her booty look good in them jeans
Her shit got me trippin'
I'm sparkin' this blizzy, I face it, I'm dizzy
My za look like mistletoe, roll it, I kiss it
Couple bodies on my hit list
Couple hotties on my wish list
How they even talkin' bout me?
I don't even tell my business
Hatin' niggas in my mentions tryin' to argue about some hoops
Niggas tryin' to start a coup
Need a big body Urus I'm 6'2
How the same bitch from ten years ago got me stuck in a loop
I already know she want big Jody I still play it cool
Shawty was sleepin', she came out the coma
I'm smiling I'm f*ckin' on Lisa and Mona
Can't hang 'round a snake, I can't stand the aroma
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I ride around with a pump, I'm always in motion, I'm never stuck, yeah
Take your classes with me, I teach how to stunt
I ride around with a pump, I'm always in motion, I'm never stuck, yeah
Take your classes with me, I teach how to stunt
I ain't playin' no games, I don't do shit for fun huh
I'm pushin' my weight, my PR a ton huh
Niggas better get off my dick, I do shit for my son huh
Real trendy shit, I'm a young stunna
Face shot if you run up
See red if you go against us
Get money til' the sun up
Big trendy, one of one
I been stacking honey buns
Stand on my money touch the sun
Where I'm from, we gettin' monyun
You washed up, you done, yuh
Big stick make him run yuh
Big gold rings like Funyuns
Yeah man down, it's a manhunt
This trap house was abandoned
If you want some, bitch, speak up
My ex, bitch, was a tweaker
Playin' All Hits on your speaker
If she bad then I'd like to meet her
Ridin' round with a pump, lay her down, Imma thump her, yeah
Done playin' with her, Imma dump her, yeah
Five star, I'm a stunna, yeah
Them niggas ain't seen me comin'
I got the pump, niggas duckin'
I f*cked your bitch, she a runner
Locked eyes while she licked on it
Ride around with a lil' pump, bitch I feel like Smokepurpp
Bitch, I really smoke purp
These bitches get on my nerve
I ride around with a pump, I'm always in motion, I'm never stuck, yeah
Take your classes with me, I teach how to stunt
You know the drill
He keep that tool it like he Bob The Build-
You can't f*ck with him, he outta here
I'm on the top, ain't nobody here
I get the guap
I get the guap and I spend on designer gear
You know I can't stop, no
Smokin' on za, what you smoking on, bottom of shelf
The P I'm gon pop, yeah
I'm chasing the green
You want me to stay, I'm gon' leave
I'm tryna flex up with my team
I'm tryna be better than me
You know how it is, you know how it get
I heard that your boyfriend, he ain't havin' shit
You wanted the real
Well, what if I told you, lil' baby, I'm real as it get
I don't know how to feel
You wasn't there for a nigga, you here now I'm poppin' my shit
You flexin' that cash, but it look counterfeit
How is you hating when I'm hot as your grits
I'm on top of the stairs, you on the bottom of them bitches
Niggas be funny this shit here ridiculous
I step in the function, I'm fly as a pigeon
You not havin' motion need better decisions
Feel like Bruce Lee all this shit that I'm kickin'
Don't take your time cause the time be ticking
Don't take your time, yeah
Don't take your time, cause the time be ticking
Yo Jody
(Jody) The Villain
(Jody) Also known as jodydeadstock
Villain
An unprincipled or depraved scoundrel
Yeah niggas not knowin', they sleepin, I'm wakin' em up
Come out the coma
I've been stayin' on flights all summer
Arizona, Florida, makin' plays in Tacoma
I'm livin' your fantasy, nigga it's nothin' to me
Niggas they wish they was Jody
Niggas, they be fans of me
Niggas not litty like me city to city like me
She brown like some Hennessy, order her neat
I got a strap, Michael Porter on me
She sit on it backwards, she holdin' my feet
Got a Latina, a Dora, exploring on me
I'm good with the C's, I'm good with the B's
I'm deep in her titties, I'm good with the D's
She doin' good in her knees
Her booty look good in them jeans
Her shit got me trippin'
I'm sparkin' this blizzy, I face it, I'm dizzy
My za look like mistletoe, roll it, I kiss it
Couple bodies on my hit list
Couple hotties on my wish list
How they even talkin' bout me?
I don't even tell my business
Hatin' niggas in my mentions tryin' to argue about some hoops
Niggas tryin' to start a coup
Need a big body Urus I'm 6'2
How the same bitch from ten years ago got me stuck in a loop
I already know she want big Jody I still play it cool
Shawty was sleepin', she came out the coma
I'm smiling I'm f*ckin' on Lisa and Mona
Can't hang 'round a snake, I can't stand the aroma
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Writer: Nassir Floyd, Gilbert Richardson, Jr., Kareem Hawkins
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