Stunts Songtext
von King Sun
Stunts Songtext
Yo, check it, there′s a girl around my way
Don't ask for names, ′cause I won't say
She's a real bow-wow who likes to play
Nah, dudes, her name ain′t Faye
This girl couldn′t be 19 or more
Always waggin' her tail and on all fours
Real big hips with legs so healthy
I asked her who′s her man, but she won't tell me
Every now and then, she might spend
Some time with another female′s boyfriend
Why? I don't know, maybe for fun
If you got the burger, she got the buns
What you do with it is your own thing
One time, she nominated me to Burger King
I think of it now, even as I rhyme
We all determined she′s a real good time
But a stunt is just like a blunt, burnin'
And the ho, yo, dudes, they burnin' slow
A pair of tight pants is all it takes
And the next thing you know, old Jimmy′s awake
Believe that, Jimmy has to get loose
I recommended her to be a personal masseuse
She′s a real fly girl, if you get to know that
Take her to a party, you watch her throw that
Party into gear like she was a Jeep
Four-wheel drivin' into the sheets
Stunts are just like blunts, burnin′
And the ho, word, dudes, they burnin' slow
The more you listen, the better it gets
I still haven′t mentioned the girl's name yet
Anyway, I continue, I do intend to
Say a little more, not to offend you
Baby, maybe you enjoyed this
Tell me, love, do you remember this?
One Monday night, it was me and the Gs
On the avenue, pumpin′ the sensei
Hashim and Foundation was on the phone
I broke out to see if you were home
Got to your house, went around the back
You had on a nightgown with nothin' underneath that
Took me in your room, hung up my coat
Asked me if I wanna play love boat
"Yeah, how do you play it?" Remember I said
Then you pushed me into your waterbed
Raised myself, swabbed the deck
Came up, put a hickey on the side of my neck
Worked me over and got me dressed
Sent me home and said I needed to rest
I went on the Ave. weak as a mouse
Bill wasn't out there, he was at your house
Stayed for an hour, then he left
Shabazz went then Melquan went next
Hour by hour, minute by minute
I wonder if you cleaned it before we got in it
A few days later, I said, "Wait a minute"
I saw all the Gods sittin′ in the health clinic
Stunts are just like blunts, burnin′
And the hoes, word 'em up, they burnin′ slow, check it out
I have some good news and some bad news for you guys
The bad news is you guys are all drippin'
But the good news is I have these penicillin shots for you
(Aw, man, are you serious? Come on, man)
(No way)
There you have it, see what I mean?
Served my justice by big butt jeans
Now I know the actual truth
Never again will I mess with
If you can rhyme, fill in the name
Don′t get upset, just play the game
Remember, her bark is worse than her bite
I wonder who the girl is with tonight
Maybe a drug seller, a crackhead drunk
And is nothin' but a donut ready for dunkin′
She's nothin' more than a female hound
Doin′ three to six years in a dog pound
But stunts, yo, dudes, just like blunts, burnin′
And the hoes, word 'em up, they burnin′ slow
I hope my girl ain't checkin′ this out, man
I'd be in crazy trouble
But, yo, I′ma get with y'all brothers later, man
Gotta go take these doses, man
Peace
Don't ask for names, ′cause I won't say
She's a real bow-wow who likes to play
Nah, dudes, her name ain′t Faye
This girl couldn′t be 19 or more
Always waggin' her tail and on all fours
Real big hips with legs so healthy
I asked her who′s her man, but she won't tell me
Every now and then, she might spend
Some time with another female′s boyfriend
Why? I don't know, maybe for fun
If you got the burger, she got the buns
What you do with it is your own thing
One time, she nominated me to Burger King
I think of it now, even as I rhyme
We all determined she′s a real good time
But a stunt is just like a blunt, burnin'
And the ho, yo, dudes, they burnin' slow
A pair of tight pants is all it takes
And the next thing you know, old Jimmy′s awake
Believe that, Jimmy has to get loose
I recommended her to be a personal masseuse
She′s a real fly girl, if you get to know that
Take her to a party, you watch her throw that
Party into gear like she was a Jeep
Four-wheel drivin' into the sheets
Stunts are just like blunts, burnin′
And the ho, word, dudes, they burnin' slow
The more you listen, the better it gets
I still haven′t mentioned the girl's name yet
Anyway, I continue, I do intend to
Say a little more, not to offend you
Baby, maybe you enjoyed this
Tell me, love, do you remember this?
One Monday night, it was me and the Gs
On the avenue, pumpin′ the sensei
Hashim and Foundation was on the phone
I broke out to see if you were home
Got to your house, went around the back
You had on a nightgown with nothin' underneath that
Took me in your room, hung up my coat
Asked me if I wanna play love boat
"Yeah, how do you play it?" Remember I said
Then you pushed me into your waterbed
Raised myself, swabbed the deck
Came up, put a hickey on the side of my neck
Worked me over and got me dressed
Sent me home and said I needed to rest
I went on the Ave. weak as a mouse
Bill wasn't out there, he was at your house
Stayed for an hour, then he left
Shabazz went then Melquan went next
Hour by hour, minute by minute
I wonder if you cleaned it before we got in it
A few days later, I said, "Wait a minute"
I saw all the Gods sittin′ in the health clinic
Stunts are just like blunts, burnin′
And the hoes, word 'em up, they burnin′ slow, check it out
I have some good news and some bad news for you guys
The bad news is you guys are all drippin'
But the good news is I have these penicillin shots for you
(Aw, man, are you serious? Come on, man)
(No way)
There you have it, see what I mean?
Served my justice by big butt jeans
Now I know the actual truth
Never again will I mess with
If you can rhyme, fill in the name
Don′t get upset, just play the game
Remember, her bark is worse than her bite
I wonder who the girl is with tonight
Maybe a drug seller, a crackhead drunk
And is nothin' but a donut ready for dunkin′
She's nothin' more than a female hound
Doin′ three to six years in a dog pound
But stunts, yo, dudes, just like blunts, burnin′
And the hoes, word 'em up, they burnin′ slow
I hope my girl ain't checkin′ this out, man
I'd be in crazy trouble
But, yo, I′ma get with y'all brothers later, man
Gotta go take these doses, man
Peace
Writer(s): Anthony Robert Depula, Rahmikahn Turnbow, Wonder Troy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

