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SOFTIE Video (MV)




Performed By: Stephen Q
Language: English
Length: 2:20
Written by: Aaron Stephens




Stephen Q - SOFTIE Lyrics
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Tired of everybody looking at me like a softie
I creep up on yo ass like some f*cking black coffee
F*ck boy you don't kno me I don't gotta keep a stick
I handle problems with my fist
I'm a go ahead and talk my shit
F*ck yo clique it's just me myself and I that's it, got yo bitch bouncing on my dick
Like a f*cking pogo stick I got her Sucking on me
Like a f*cking tick gifted with toilet man cause I'm the shit
I'm the one the realest ones are f*cking with who the bitch
Every throw I'm a hit
You the type to quit you's a f*cking perro
Do I need this shit momma said to never settle
Bitch we can get it popping with the metal not no kettle
Tired of everybody looking at me like a softie
I creep up on yo ass like some f*cking black coffee
F*ck boy you don't kno me I don't gotta keep a stick
I handle problems with my fist
I'm a go ahead and talk my shit
Bitch I've been about the work
I've been that captain I don't need a f*cking perk
To show my true I know I'm a jerk
I came up out the dirt smoking Mother Earth
Stains on my shirt been a G since birth
Yeah yah heard this year I rebirth show 'em what I'm worth bag secured that's insured
I matured Bitch be scared I'm that Lucifer
Screw me over you gone get burned
Then I'm singing usher let it burn
You get what you f*cking earned
Only real ones in my sperm
I don't need to be concern I ain't stopping til
God return this session is adjourn
So kick it on the f*cking curb
Go out of my way to do right and you still do me wrong
They just really want me to put they name in a song yeah
These clout chasing ass bitches need to do they own and hop off my phone
Let my name be known don't need a F*cking xo to be in my zone
A bitch knows what she wants
Give that dog a bone
Tired of everybody looking at me like a softie
I creep up on yo ass like some f*cking black coffee
F*ck boy you don't kno' me I don't gotta keep a stick
I handle problems with my fist
I'm a go ahead and talk my shit
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Tired of everybody looking at me like a softie
I creep up on yo ass like some f*cking black coffee
F*ck boy you don't kno me I don't gotta keep a stick
I handle problems with my fist
I'm a go ahead and talk my shit
F*ck yo clique it's just me myself and I that's it, got yo bitch bouncing on my dick
Like a f*cking pogo stick I got her Sucking on me
Like a f*cking tick gifted with toilet man cause I'm the shit
I'm the one the realest ones are f*cking with who the bitch
Every throw I'm a hit
You the type to quit you's a f*cking perro
Do I need this shit momma said to never settle
Bitch we can get it popping with the metal not no kettle
Tired of everybody looking at me like a softie
I creep up on yo ass like some f*cking black coffee
F*ck boy you don't kno me I don't gotta keep a stick
I handle problems with my fist
I'm a go ahead and talk my shit
Bitch I've been about the work
I've been that captain I don't need a f*cking perk
To show my true I know I'm a jerk
I came up out the dirt smoking Mother Earth
Stains on my shirt been a G since birth
Yeah yah heard this year I rebirth show 'em what I'm worth bag secured that's insured
I matured Bitch be scared I'm that Lucifer
Screw me over you gone get burned
Then I'm singing usher let it burn
You get what you f*cking earned
Only real ones in my sperm
I don't need to be concern I ain't stopping til
God return this session is adjourn
So kick it on the f*cking curb
Go out of my way to do right and you still do me wrong
They just really want me to put they name in a song yeah
These clout chasing ass bitches need to do they own and hop off my phone
Let my name be known don't need a F*cking xo to be in my zone
A bitch knows what she wants
Give that dog a bone
Tired of everybody looking at me like a softie
I creep up on yo ass like some f*cking black coffee
F*ck boy you don't kno' me I don't gotta keep a stick
I handle problems with my fist
I'm a go ahead and talk my shit
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Writer: Aaron Stephens
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