Stacey Dash lyrics
by 289Shawty
[Intro: Menace II Society & 289Shawty]
Whatchu say 'bout my momma? You feel sorry for who?
I don't want any trouble, just get out
f*ck you say 'bout my momma?
I don't want any trouble, just get out
You talkin' sh*t, every time I come in this motherf*cker, you got somethin' to say
Yeah, yeah!
(You are now tunin' into my n*gga Artist, f*ck n*gga)
Give me that motherf*cker, bi-
Bring yo-
Give me the motherf*ckin' videotape right now!
Aye n*gga, clean this cash register
(Yeah)
[Chorus]
I feel like I'm Asian, I'm killin' the pus*y, I'm eatin' the cat
Yeah, feel like my n*ggas gon' whip out them choppas, put you on yo ass (ahh)
Brand new light-skin b*tch look just like Stacey Dash, yeah
You keep bringin' it up, I'll bring her right back to the past (f*ck, b*tch)
Yeah, to the past, yeah (yeah, yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
Smokin' gas (yeah, yeah)
And them packs (yeah, yeah)
I'm that n*gga, facts (woah, woah)
Woah, all these stacks (woah, woah)
Bands, all I have (that's all I have)
[Break]
Woah, you need a slow this sh*t down my n*gga
Give me a second, I need me a second to bring this in, you feel me
Ight, I'm goin' back in
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse]
Bro wan' cry over a b*tch like his name Michael Scott (lil' b*tch, yeah)
I'm ballin' out, ballin' out, ballin' out, I can't f*ckin' stop
n*gga want smoke from me, we get him dropped (get that boy dropped)
We gon' send out his pack like a Dropbox, yeah (yeah)
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson, I f*cked yo' daughter in the back of the backseat, yeah (Woah, woah)
Where she learn them moves? b*tch was tryna attack me, yeah (yeah, yeah)
In a brand new stolen vet, these feds, they really tryin' catch me (okay)
n*ggas like me don't care bout flexing, care bout bragging
[Chorus]
I feel like I'm Asian, I'm killin' the pus*y, I'm eatin' the cat
Yeah, feel like my n*ggas gon' whip out them choppas, put you on yo ass (ahh)
Brand new light-skin b*tch look just like Stacey Dash, yeah
You keep bringin' it up, I'll bring her right back to the past (f*ck, b*tch)
Yeah, to the past, yeah (yeah, yeah)
[Pre-Chorus]
Smokin' gas (yeah, yeah)
And them packs (yeah, yeah)
I'm that n*gga, facts (woah, woah)
Woah, all these stacks (woah, woah)
Bands, all I have (that's all I have)
[Chorus]
I feel like I'm Asian, I'm killin' the pus*y, I'm eatin' the cat
Yeah, feel like my n*ggas gon' whip out them choppas, put you on yo ass
Brand new light-skin b*tch look just like Stacey Dash, yeah
You keep bringin' it up, I'll bring her right back to the past
Yeah, to the past
[Outro: Menace II Society]
Went into the store just to get a beer
Came out an accessory to murder and armed robbery