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Stuff (feat. Travis Scott)

Album: Lil Baby Durasi: 3:00

36, zero waist

Yeah

Yeah

Eight by eight, 36, zero waist

Three on three, my type of date

Hot as stuff, I might be late (it's lit)

Hot as stuff, a eight by eight (straight up)

Stuff is stuff is stuff

Stuff is stuff is stuff (it's stuck)

Stuff is stuff is stuff (it's stuck, whoo)

200 hoes, 30 black trucks

All of them numbered, we know that stuff

I let her go, ain't no handcuffs

I get a hard on when them bands come

These niggas too loose, need to tighten up

Took her to Hermès, got her items up

One of them fucked up and then Spider home

Free the guys down the road, got a hockey phone

Got my name from the street, not a microphone

Ain't no sleep, she on two, I took Adderall

Niggas act like they us, but they not at all

Copped the baddest shit and we forgot the car

I put diamonds in my teeth like I'm Paul Wall

Pretty titties, her whole body so soft

Hold the back of her head 'til her jaw's locked

I don't care what he do, he a cornball

Extra layers, I'm dressin', I'm Stiff Gang

I'm the real, went two million on pinky ring

Come through pimpin' like Pinky without the cane

Niggas thinkin' they hot, but they Eddy Cane

I've been puttin' on this stuff since my baby frame

Walk around with a dollar, that's pocket change

Niggas think that you smart 'til you knock his brain

I done Brabus'd the Rover like I'm La Flame

Me and Skeet tryna see who the colder shit

If I see her with bro, I don't know the bitch

Extra stuff every time, extra stuff every time

Extra stuff every time when I'm steppin' out

Put on stuff every time, put on stuff every time

Put on stuff every time when I'm steppin' out

Eight by eight, 36, zero waist

Three on three, my type of date

Hot as stuff, I might be late (it's lit)

Hot as stuff, a eight by eight (straight up)

Stuff is stuff is stuff

Stuff is stuff is stuff (it's stuck)

Stuff is stuff is stuff (it's stuck, whoo)

Breakin' the nine, inside the spot, you know three of 'em mine

You like 1 OAK, it ain't one of a kind, three of a kind

Put on my ice, now all three of 'em blind

I put grease in my soda, I'm tryna get fried

She rockin' that outfit, she tryna get hired

Rubbers on rubbers, I never get tired

Bought her that ice and I know she still lyin'

Bought number one on the plane 'cause she fly

Bought number two on the whip she got drive

Bought number three of new Guc', she suck dick (she suck-)

Bought number four and new stick 'cause she fire

Bought number five shit, number five, number five

Number five, number five, number five, number five

Yeah, one at a time, yeah (one of a kind)

Yeah, yeah, bring 'em all, all, all of 'em

Yeah (whoo)

Eight by eight, 36, zero waist

Three on three, my type of date

Hot as stuff, I might be late (it's lit)

Hot as stuff, a eight by eight (straight up)

Stuff is stuff is stuff

Stuff is stuff is stuff (it's stuck)

Stuff is stuff is stuff (it's stuck, whoo)

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