Letras
Stunna shades
Stunna shades
Stunna shades
Stunna shades
Stunna shades (yeah, I walk the club)
Stunna shades (yeah, I do it, do it)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah, hit the show)
Stunna shades (rock the stallion, yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
I'm just gonna eat her, rockin' some shades
Cop a 30, man, I need me a mate
Sweet tooth, man, I really want cake
Hands movin' like some motherfuckin' blaze
It's a booty nigga into her face
Killed that pussy, should I go to the waist?
Three rounds, she don't need her a break
Get it shakin' like a motherfuckin' shake
Said I rock my chains
Oh my guy, my swag so filthy (silly)
Got a bitch, her name is Lily
She put her hand out on my chili
Oh my guy, I work on early
Put my dick up on her pearlys
White stunna shades
Temple the Shirley
They like fries
The baby hair curly (hey, yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah, hit the show)
Stunna shades (rock the stallion, yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Stunna shades (yeah)
Your motherfuckin' foolish ass
I'm tellin' you, dawg (hey)
Aye, let me update my status