You can call it
Whatever you want
Fifty bowls
Put em right in the trunk
Got the aroma smelling like skunk
Catch a play down the road
Twelve lurking
So you mines well tell them pull up
Who done told these broke hoes bout birkins
Cause you know they ain't never had nun
We'd rob a nigga ass on purpose
100 clip round like a hunny bun
Please don't get your kid napped
F*ck your mothers Son
All it took was a stack
And they coming for em
So many shots
Man it sounded like a thunder storm
I'm surprised nobody died
And they wasn't harmed
Nike dry
Woulda thought it was an under armor
Come here baby girl
Let me push up on you
Put it in your life
All night til the morning
What do you like
How do you want it
Know I supply it
You can smell the shit on me
The world is mine
And she's calling me tony
Kick flipping the pack
It do a ollie
F*ck around and brought the gun in the party
They gone have to read another niggas testimony
Look at adam and eve
They should have left him lonely
But that ass just like a apple
Way it sit up on yah
When I grab it
Yeah you know
It make a nigga horny
Ima savage gotta loaded twenty-one glock on me
Extended on the clip
32 shots on it
Any day you can show me my component
There's a reason why they calling me lil stone
Yeah
Chief the keef and shoot glock forty's
That's the reason why my mind been retarded
I can't even think what got a nigga started
But the streets done made a nigga cold hearted
Stone cold rock out steve austin
And I got it out the bay like in boston
Remember when we use to stay in the fountains
Twin bed
Living room with no couches
But I always thought it wouldn't never amount to
Tell the truth they gone always wanna doubt you
You can call it
Whatever you want
Fifty bowls
Put em right in the trunk
Got the aroma smelling like skunk
Catch a play down the road
Twelve lurking
So you mines well tell them pull up
Who done told these broke hoes bout birkins
Cause you know they ain't never had nun
We'd rob a nigga ass on purpose
Hundred clip round like a hunny bun
Please don't get your kid napped
F*ck your mothers son
All it took was a stack
And they coming for em
So many shots
Man it sounded like a thunder storm
Im surprised nobody died
And they wasn't harmed
Nike dry
Woulda thought It was an under armor
Come here baby girl
Let me push up on you
Put it in your life
All night til the morning
Keith Stone - Stone Cold Lyrics
Keith Stone - Stone Cold Lyrics
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You can call it
Whatever you want
Fifty bowls
Put em right in the trunk
Got the aroma smelling like skunk
Catch a play down the road
Twelve lurking
So you mines well tell them pull up
Who done told these broke hoes bout birkins
Cause you know they ain't never had nun
We'd rob a nigga ass on purpose
100 clip round like a hunny bun
Please don't get your kid napped
F*ck your mothers Son
All it took was a stack
And they coming for em
So many shots
Man it sounded like a thunder storm
I'm surprised nobody died
And they wasn't harmed
Nike dry
Woulda thought it was an under armor
Come here baby girl
Let me push up on you
Put it in your life
All night til the morning
What do you like
How do you want it
Know I supply it
You can smell the shit on me
The world is mine
And she's calling me tony
Kick flipping the pack
It do a ollie
F*ck around and brought the gun in the party
They gone have to read another niggas testimony
Look at adam and eve
They should have left him lonely
But that ass just like a apple
Way it sit up on yah
When I grab it
Yeah you know
It make a nigga horny
Ima savage gotta loaded twenty-one glock on me
Extended on the clip
32 shots on it
Any day you can show me my component
There's a reason why they calling me lil stone
Yeah
Chief the keef and shoot glock forty's
That's the reason why my mind been retarded
I can't even think what got a nigga started
But the streets done made a nigga cold hearted
Stone cold rock out steve austin
And I got it out the bay like in boston
Remember when we use to stay in the fountains
Twin bed
Living room with no couches
But I always thought it wouldn't never amount to
Tell the truth they gone always wanna doubt you
You can call it
Whatever you want
Fifty bowls
Put em right in the trunk
Got the aroma smelling like skunk
Catch a play down the road
Twelve lurking
So you mines well tell them pull up
Who done told these broke hoes bout birkins
Cause you know they ain't never had nun
We'd rob a nigga ass on purpose
Hundred clip round like a hunny bun
Please don't get your kid napped
F*ck your mothers son
All it took was a stack
And they coming for em
So many shots
Man it sounded like a thunder storm
Im surprised nobody died
And they wasn't harmed
Nike dry
Woulda thought It was an under armor
Come here baby girl
Let me push up on you
Put it in your life
All night til the morning
Whatever you want
Fifty bowls
Put em right in the trunk
Got the aroma smelling like skunk
Catch a play down the road
Twelve lurking
So you mines well tell them pull up
Who done told these broke hoes bout birkins
Cause you know they ain't never had nun
We'd rob a nigga ass on purpose
100 clip round like a hunny bun
Please don't get your kid napped
F*ck your mothers Son
All it took was a stack
And they coming for em
So many shots
Man it sounded like a thunder storm
I'm surprised nobody died
And they wasn't harmed
Nike dry
Woulda thought it was an under armor
Come here baby girl
Let me push up on you
Put it in your life
All night til the morning
What do you like
How do you want it
Know I supply it
You can smell the shit on me
The world is mine
And she's calling me tony
Kick flipping the pack
It do a ollie
F*ck around and brought the gun in the party
They gone have to read another niggas testimony
Look at adam and eve
They should have left him lonely
But that ass just like a apple
Way it sit up on yah
When I grab it
Yeah you know
It make a nigga horny
Ima savage gotta loaded twenty-one glock on me
Extended on the clip
32 shots on it
Any day you can show me my component
There's a reason why they calling me lil stone
Yeah
Chief the keef and shoot glock forty's
That's the reason why my mind been retarded
I can't even think what got a nigga started
But the streets done made a nigga cold hearted
Stone cold rock out steve austin
And I got it out the bay like in boston
Remember when we use to stay in the fountains
Twin bed
Living room with no couches
But I always thought it wouldn't never amount to
Tell the truth they gone always wanna doubt you
You can call it
Whatever you want
Fifty bowls
Put em right in the trunk
Got the aroma smelling like skunk
Catch a play down the road
Twelve lurking
So you mines well tell them pull up
Who done told these broke hoes bout birkins
Cause you know they ain't never had nun
We'd rob a nigga ass on purpose
Hundred clip round like a hunny bun
Please don't get your kid napped
F*ck your mothers son
All it took was a stack
And they coming for em
So many shots
Man it sounded like a thunder storm
Im surprised nobody died
And they wasn't harmed
Nike dry
Woulda thought It was an under armor
Come here baby girl
Let me push up on you
Put it in your life
All night til the morning
Writer: Keith McCoy
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid