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Stan the Man - I Don't Lyrics



Stan the Man - I Don't Lyrics
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Oh you the type to throw a rock and hide ya hand Ha
Claim you real you ain't loyal to ya fam Ha
Broke as hell but you be stuntin on the gram Ha
Talkin shit that's until it hit the fan Ha
Run and get ya gun cause you ain't got no hands Ha
Pussy by yaself but tough around ya mans Ha
You love that hoe but she be f*ckin all ya friends Ha
That pillow talkin got you caught up in a jam Ha
Keep tellin people you a gangster that's a lie Tho
Caught a charge but I heard you testified Tho
Claim you bangin but ain't never down to ride Tho
Ain't even from the neighborhood but know the signs Tho
Dont even take care of ya kids but you fly Tho
Got ya taxes went and bought yaself a ride Tho
But you still livin wit ya momma tell me why Tho
Still sellin nicks but actin like you flippin pies Tho
Type of nigga hit the club and spend ya flip Ha
Got on ya homeboys chain and his kicks Ha
Flashin money talkin loud you the shit Ha
Til them goonies ran up on you wit them sticks Ha
Them sticks Ha
I cant f*ck wit no coward ass
Hatin ass lyin ass f*ck boy niggaz like you
I dont f*ck wit no suckers
Old punk maf*cka yeah I said what the f*ck you gon do
I don't f*ck wit yo kind
I dont f*ck wit no snake ass niggaz
I dont f*ck wit no snake ass bitches
I dont f*ck wit yo kind
I dont f*ck wit no fake ass niggaz
I dont f*ck wit no fake ass bitches
I dont f*ck wit yo kind
I dont f*ck wit these lame ass niggaz
I dont f*ck wit these lame ass bitches
I don't f*ck wit yo kind
I dont f*ck wit these hatin ass niggaz
I dont f*ck wit these hatin ass bitches
I dont f*ck wit yo kind
Oh yeah I see you got a bag but it's fake Ha
Claim you independent but you know you ain't Ha
Every dollar that you get come from the state Ha
Oh you ballin but you live on section eight Ha
Rent like thirty five a month but you be late Ha
Type of bitch that cant get took out on a date Ha
Every nigga catch his nut then he skate Ha
Pussy garbage you cant even make a plate Ha
Heard you had a good nigga but he left Tho
But you still got that nigga name on ya breath Tho
Went and got ya hair did tryna flex Tho
Thought you was fly but you really look a mess Tho
It seem like you cant go a day without the drama Ha
That's a shame cause you get that from ya momma Ha
That's probably why none of ya baby daddy's want ya Ha
All them niggaz probably wish they wore a condom Ha
Think you hittin on somethin you a bum Tho
Straight thot ain't worth a piece of gum Tho
Ain't got a pot to piss in but you got a blunt Tho
Type of bitch to sell ya stamps when they come Tho
I dont f*ck wit no nothin ass broke down busted ass
Ratchet ass bitches like you
Old cant be trusted ass every dick suckin
Yeah I said it what the f*ck you gon do
I dont f*ck wit yo kind
I dont f*ck wit no snake ass niggaz
I dont f*ck wit no snake ass bitches
I dont f*ck wit yo kind
I dont f*ck wit no fake ass niggaz
I dont f*ck wit no fake ass bitches
I dont f*ck wit yo kind
I dont f*ck wit these lame ass niggaz
I dont f*ck wit these lame ass bitches
I don't f*ck wit yo kind
I dont f*ck wit these hatin ass niggaz
I dont f*ck wit these hatin ass bitches
I dont f*ck wit yo kind
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Oh you the type to throw a rock and hide ya hand Ha
Claim you real you ain't loyal to ya fam Ha
Broke as hell but you be stuntin on the gram Ha
Talkin shit that's until it hit the fan Ha
Run and get ya gun cause you ain't got no hands Ha
Pussy by yaself but tough around ya mans Ha
You love that hoe but she be f*ckin all ya friends Ha
That pillow talkin got you caught up in a jam Ha
Keep tellin people you a gangster that's a lie Tho
Caught a charge but I heard you testified Tho
Claim you bangin but ain't never down to ride Tho
Ain't even from the neighborhood but know the signs Tho
Dont even take care of ya kids but you fly Tho
Got ya taxes went and bought yaself a ride Tho
But you still livin wit ya momma tell me why Tho
Still sellin nicks but actin like you flippin pies Tho
Type of nigga hit the club and spend ya flip Ha
Got on ya homeboys chain and his kicks Ha
Flashin money talkin loud you the shit Ha
Til them goonies ran up on you wit them sticks Ha
Them sticks Ha
I cant f*ck wit no coward ass
Hatin ass lyin ass f*ck boy niggaz like you
I dont f*ck wit no suckers
Old punk maf*cka yeah I said what the f*ck you gon do
I don't f*ck wit yo kind
I dont f*ck wit no snake ass niggaz
I dont f*ck wit no snake ass bitches
I dont f*ck wit yo kind
I dont f*ck wit no fake ass niggaz
I dont f*ck wit no fake ass bitches
I dont f*ck wit yo kind
I dont f*ck wit these lame ass niggaz
I dont f*ck wit these lame ass bitches
I don't f*ck wit yo kind
I dont f*ck wit these hatin ass niggaz
I dont f*ck wit these hatin ass bitches
I dont f*ck wit yo kind
Oh yeah I see you got a bag but it's fake Ha
Claim you independent but you know you ain't Ha
Every dollar that you get come from the state Ha
Oh you ballin but you live on section eight Ha
Rent like thirty five a month but you be late Ha
Type of bitch that cant get took out on a date Ha
Every nigga catch his nut then he skate Ha
Pussy garbage you cant even make a plate Ha
Heard you had a good nigga but he left Tho
But you still got that nigga name on ya breath Tho
Went and got ya hair did tryna flex Tho
Thought you was fly but you really look a mess Tho
It seem like you cant go a day without the drama Ha
That's a shame cause you get that from ya momma Ha
That's probably why none of ya baby daddy's want ya Ha
All them niggaz probably wish they wore a condom Ha
Think you hittin on somethin you a bum Tho
Straight thot ain't worth a piece of gum Tho
Ain't got a pot to piss in but you got a blunt Tho
Type of bitch to sell ya stamps when they come Tho
I dont f*ck wit no nothin ass broke down busted ass
Ratchet ass bitches like you
Old cant be trusted ass every dick suckin
Yeah I said it what the f*ck you gon do
I dont f*ck wit yo kind
I dont f*ck wit no snake ass niggaz
I dont f*ck wit no snake ass bitches
I dont f*ck wit yo kind
I dont f*ck wit no fake ass niggaz
I dont f*ck wit no fake ass bitches
I dont f*ck wit yo kind
I dont f*ck wit these lame ass niggaz
I dont f*ck wit these lame ass bitches
I don't f*ck wit yo kind
I dont f*ck wit these hatin ass niggaz
I dont f*ck wit these hatin ass bitches
I dont f*ck wit yo kind
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Writer: Stanley Bryant
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Language: English
Length: 3:35
Written by: Stanley Bryant

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