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letra de s.t.f.u. - cody manson

s.t.f.u. lyrics
[intro: cody manson]
yeah!
this cody manson!
and this is psychoactive!
trife life!
look!

[verse 1: cody manson]
most of these rappers is b-tches, you can tell by the way they be having them mood swings (hahaha)
claimin’ they animals while i’m knocking they ass off the top of the food chain
stop with the sneak dissing, you better off hanging yourself with your shoe strings
got multiple personalities, b-tch, i’m a one man wu-tang
i’m playing with dough like i’m working at domino’s
i am so f-cking phenomenal, said that you doper than me, that’s impossible
i’m just like that coke that you put up your nostrils
now take a sniff, catch that drip
i’m that sh-t, come and take a whiff
you wanna play with me, then i’ma take your chips
and then light you up like the vegas strip (brrat!)
you talking sh-t but i’m just cracking up
cody manson never gave a f-ck
countin’ paper up, i got paper cuts
you ’bout as hard as some liquor in a paper cup
i’m dressed in all black on my raiders sh-t (yeah!)
mortal kombat, on my raiden sh-t
you a p-ssy, just a overweight jaden smith
b-tch, i’m the machine you can’t rage against
[chorus: cody manson]
yeah, i heard you talking, you should shut the f-ck up!
you ain’t never gonna do nothing, just shut the f-ck up!
all you do is run yo mouth, you need to shut the f-ck up!
when the bosses are around you need to shut the f-ck up!
s.t.f.u. (shut the f-ck up!)
s.t.f.u. (shut the f-ck up!)
s.t.f.u. (shut the f-ck up!)
s.t.f.u. (shut the f-ck up!)

[verse 2: cody manson]
class is in session (yeah), i guess it’s time for dad to teach his son a lesson
you my biggest fan begging for attention
just a fat jackass, i’ma call you preston (hahaha)
i was in a cell, had to do some time
really been through h-ll, yeah, i put it on the line (yeah!)
you was never loyal, always switching sides (no!)
online looking for some d-ck to ride
i heard you be throwing that dirt on my name, you might as well just dance with the devil (mmm hmm!)
’cause i’ma let you dig your own grave but then knock you out with the f-cking shovel (bing!)
you’ve never been on tour, never hit the road (uh uh)
never made no money off no f-cking show (no)
on or off this mic, you don’t want this smoke
you ain’t 2-1-6, you was 4-4-0
i’m a heavyweight like holyfield, they tryna bite my sound like mike tyson (mike tyson)
if you talk about the t–th in my mouth, next time i see you, make you look just like me (say cheese)
i don’t need to do no video with like twenty dudes just to get some views (hahaha)
so please do not get confused (naaw)
d-ck riding ain’t paying dues
[chorus: cody manson]
yeah, i heard you talking, you should shut the f-ck up!
you ain’t never gonna do nothing, just shut the f-ck up!
all you do is run yo mouth, you need to shut the f-ck up!
when the bosses are around you need to shut the f-ck up!
s.t.f.u. (shut the f-ck up!)
s.t.f.u. (shut the f-ck up!)
s.t.f.u. (shut the f-ck up!)
s.t.f.u. (shut the f-ck up!)

- cody manson

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