"Stuff Man" lyrics

TM88 & Yung L.A. Lyrics

"Stuff Man"

(Trap-A-Holics, real trap shit)
No question (Stuff Man)
(Crash Dummy goin' retarded, spendin' cash money)
You know

And they all hollerin', "Stuff Man"
Honey bun, not a hundred thousand, hundred mil', man
Now they pullin' up on Stuff Man
And I got them racks and them racks come in a trash bag
All them hoes know Stuff Man
Fine shit, she be like, "Stuff Man, Stuff Man"
I be like, "I'm pullin' up in like twenty more minutes"
I get the pack in like twenty more minutes
I get a brick in like twenty more minutes

Daniel-san, I ain't havin' that (I ain't havin' that)
Need a pack, I'm bringin' it back (Lil' bitch)
Had them racks and I'm talkin' them racks
And I had them packs, I'm droppin' them packs (Lil' bitch)
On the real, you the deal, ain't nothin' regular, ain't nothin' degular
Honey bun on the money, hundred million, ain't nothin' funny (Why not?)
Frosted Flakes, icy bezel, throw the diamond up, Roc-A-Fella (Roc-A-Fella)
Bad shit like Isabella, she with the frog, I'm rockin' yellow
(Damn, son, where'd you find this?)
Yeah, my drip on some mustard shit
Niggas gotta get some ketchup just to catch the drip
Thick shit, everything big, ask my Texas bitch
Tesla, trunk in the front, rhinoceros, preposterous (That's preposterous)
Did they tell you how I'm rockin' ostrich? (That's ostrich)
Chickenpox the sneakers, now they need a dermatologist
Twenty-two racks, I just ran an Emmitt (Emmitt Smith)
'Bout to pour a line at the line of scrimmage (Pour a line)
I get the racks in like twenty minutes (Get it?)
Uncle Lou, I'm like, "Bad bitch, get it, get it" (Let's get it)

And they all hollerin', "Stuff Man"
Honey bun, not a hundred thousand, hundred mil', man
Now they pullin' up on Stuff Man
And I got them racks and them racks come in a trash bag
All them hoes know Stuff Man
Fine shit, she be like, "Stuff Man, Stuff Man"
I be like, "I'm pullin' up in like twenty more minutes"
I get the pack in like twenty more minutes
I get a brick in like twenty more minutes

I be like, "I'm pullin' up in like twenty more minutes"
I get the pack in like twenty more minutes
I be like, "I'm pullin' up in like twenty more minutes"
I get the pack in like twenty more minutes
I get a brick in like twenty more minutes
(Hood-Hood-Hood-Hoodrich)


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