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letra de rock out - stunna bam & erica banks

[intro: stunna bam]
(ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
1501 certified
stunna, ooh, ooh
big stunna, don’t say none
yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh (ooh)

[chorus: stunna bam]
pop out (pop out)
yo lil’ b-tch like how i rock out (rock out)
skate through this b-tch with my glock out, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah
ayy, pop out, smoke out this b-tch like i’m popeye
say yo lil’ b-tch like how i rock out
we ain’t worry ’bout shawty, man, homie knowing gotd-mn well knowing we’ll pop out (ooh)
can’t be playing with a grown ass man knowing gotd-mn well he’ll pop out and shoot (at who?), at you (ooh)
pop out (ooh), yo lil’ b-tch like how i rock out (ooh)
skate through this b-tch with my glock out (ooh, ooh)
smoke out this b-tch like i’m popeye (ooh, ooh, ooh)

[verse 1: stanna bam]
ooh, ooh, ooh
lil’ b-tch keep eyeing (keep eyeing)
big dawg sh-t, we vibing (we vibing)
can you k!ll a n-gga ass and keep quiet? (keep quiet)
ooh, ooh, ooh
she gon’ f-ck a n-gga, don’t say nun (don’t say nun)
my lil’ n-gga he’ll touch you fa no pay cut (no pay cut)
and he don’t really talk, he don’t say much
ooh, ooh, ooh
big judy, i’ll step on her (stеp on her)
get a b-tch home, wеnt left on her (left on her)
n-gga f-ck around broke the bed on her (bed on her)
ooh (ooh), ooh (ooh)
told da b-tch, “don’t play with me” (don’t play with me)
n-gga f-ck around put a baby in her (baby in her)
might walk in this b-tch with my k with me, n-gga, don’t play with me (i got von’trae with me)
[chorus: stunna bam]
pop out (pop out)
yo lil’ b-tch like how i rock out (rock out)
skate through this b-tch with my glock out, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah
ayy, pop out, smoke out this b-tch like i’m popeye
say yo lil’ b-tch like how i rock out
we ain’t worry ’bout shawty, man, homie knowing gotd-mn well knowing we’ll pop out (ooh)
can’t be playing with a grown ass man knowing gotd-mn well he’ll pop out and shoot (at who?), at you (ooh)
pop out (ooh), yo lil’ b-tch like how i rock out (ooh)
skate through this b-tch with my glock out (ooh, ooh)
smoke out this b-tch like i’m popeye (ooh, ooh, ooh)

[verse 2: erica banks]
icy lil’ b-tch, want a thug or somethin’
be quiet, don’t touch nun
come to the clubs, gon’ buss somethin’
no i don’t trust nun
look don’t touch my sh-t, this not yo’ l!ck, that’s where that cash go
bih got a whole lot of ass though
backdoor, carryin’ that cash flow
yeah that boy got a gun out on me, he gon’ pop it
why he be talking like he in the field?
why he be lyin’ and flexin’ and yappin’ like he get to bussin and bussin to k!ll?
ain’t bussin to k!ll (to k!ll)
know me a n-gga who slide on a b-tch
and i know me a n-gga who stay in the hills
shawty gon’ give me the neck when i call, and she working her face, and she gave me chills (hmm)
look, b-tch don’t say nothin’ (don’t say nothin’)
ho-ho wanna talk, come pay somethin’ (come pay somethin’)
b-tch i’m grown, don’t play nothin’ (b-tch)
oh you-oh you buyin’ fresh sh-t, play somethin’
deep in the h and i came from the d (deep in the h)
pay for the booking and pay for the fee (pay for the fee)
be in my business, i really be chillin’
don’t f-ck with that boy, he don’t play in the streets p-ssy (uh)
banks, ho
[chorus: stunna bam]
ooh, pop out (pop out)
yo lil’ b-tch like how i rock out (rock out)
skate through this b-tch with my glock out, ooh, ooh, ooh, yeah
ayy, pop out, smoke out this b-tch like i’m popeye
say yo lil’ b-tch like how i rock out
we ain’t worry ’bout shawty, man, homie knowing gotd-mn well knowing we’ll pop out (ooh)
can’t be playing with a grown ass man knowing gotd-mn well he’ll pop out and shoot, at you
pop out, yo lil’ b-tch like how i rock out
skate through this b-tch with my glock out (glock out)
smoke out this b-tch like i’m popeye (ooh, ooh, ooh)

[verse 3: stunna bam]
i got d.brooks (ooh), cal wayne (yeah), magnet to the money with me (i got big blood with me)
i got mr. zae with me (i got big bug with me)
i got yung ruler with me (i got my drugs with me)
b-tch, i got my thugs with me
ooh, ooh, yeah
b-tch, i got lil ching with me, i got sweet p with me, i got lil scoop with me
i got lil rue with me, i know they gon’ shoot with me, yeah (ooh ooh ooh)
i got rick-rick with me (and he keep the stick with him )
i got bloods and crips with me (suu-groovin’)
sliding with a couple pimps with me, ooh, ooh

- stunna bam erica banks

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