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blk hollywood - stuntman! كلمات الأغنية

[intro]

yeah, aye
yeah, ouu
yeah yeah aye yeah aye yeah aye yeah aye
lil j, lil j
lil j woodie yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah!

[chorus]

stunt man (pow)
stunt man (gih)
stunt man (pow)
stunt man (gih)
stunt man (gih)
stunt man (gih)
stunt man (yeah)
stuntman (ish)
i turn a [?] into nothing (ouu)
i turned a beat into something (yeah)
i turned a [?] into nothing (ouu)
i turned a beat into something (yeah)

[verse 1]

one eye, i’m a born freelancer
they always rave to my verses, they dancers (ouu)
do drugs say that we might get cancer (aye)
k!ll ’em on a verse, necromancer (aye)
brought trap back on different occasions
then they play my songs like playstation
shout and you feel it, xxx- sensation
this song cutting my reputation
reputation started when i used to play chess
now these f-ckboy rappers show me no respect
when their songs play, no need to second guess (what?)
all these n-ggas are just second best
i’m not hhh, but i run the game
all n-ggas trapping, sh-t sounds the same
y’all n-ggas l’s, y’all all lame
so why people tryna get a cut out my name?
other day, anesu talking to dito
quite dope, start calling me kiko
tryna pop in a beat, no shifu
i’m the only thing popping in sifu (aye)
i’m getting hotter than the bahamas
my last verse hotter than the summer
then i ate breakfast at rocomama’s (hey)
ain’t no bananas in pyjamas
rainbow array like the rainbow dash
currency in my pocket, rainbow cash
“holly a great?”, everybody like “yes!”
said, “holly a great?”, everybody like “yes!”
if you sleep on me, sleep with the lights on
prada? hakuna matata like somethin’
test me then the real fights on
everybody wants a piece of this icon
they say my last verse was bomb, yeah
that’s why they’re singing my song, yeah
i got more labels than clone, yeah
they call me sibane vuitton
i’m kidding
they call me sibane hilfiger (aye)
i’m good, i’m gucci, you figure? (ish)
i am no average n-gga, then slip it in with my finger (aye yuh)

[chorus]

did a new song, first one was a bust
ice on my left wrist, scared it might rust
wrist still gaping, i’m addicted to the cuts
wrist might rust because of the blood
my phone blow up all the time, airplane mode
everybody trapping sh-t sounds the same though
sailing seas, kairi, but i ain’t sane though
[?]
name is blk, real nice to meet ya
top dawgs blow my phone, begging for a feature
on my belt, alligator, really nice to see ya
kids say “hey sibane, wish i could be ya”
haters blow my phone, sh-t leaves me upset
made the song of the summer, show me respect
everytime you challenge me, i’m cutting off necks
standstill, lil j, boss, lil flex
aye they wann’ follow me, sleep, paste and copy me
f-ck up a n-gga career, no apologies uh
haters suck d, they don’t swallow me (aye)
you know the next line is follow me (what?)
you know the next line is follow me (aye)
you know the next line is follow me
follow me! follow me! follow me! yeah
had to do this sh-t cause its getting kinda odd
pull up with lil flex, look like superman and zodd
man, i’m getting hotter than a summer day top
stuntman got me sweaty when man’s never hot
look at my wrist look like 24 karat
diamonds on my rope, like judas iscariot
yellow in my t–th, looking like a ferret
punch a n-gga, silver fists like wade barrett!

{chorus]

- blk hollywood

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