Eddy Baker - Stand Still lyrics

[Eddy Baker - Stand Still lyrics]

What stand still? But we on a roll now
Name going up so the bad bitches go down
Used to rep my hood now I'm
Putting on the whole town
Looking like a rookie but I hit
Em with the pro style

What stand still? But we on a roll now
Name going up so the bad bitches go down
Used to rep my hood now I'm
Putting on the whole town
Looking like a rookie but I hit
Em with that pro style

Smooth motherfucker, I'm a James Bond nigga
Ego real big but my dick way bigger
The name's Eddy Bake bitch I
Been about my cake
Making love to the money and
I never miss a date
Bust a nut in her face then
I make her leave my place
Got a bad yellow bitch
Fuck her every other day
But don't get it fucked up cause
She help a nigga bake
She don't like broke niggas and
That something I relate
I'm a South Side nigga but I'm grinding in LA
Never falling off the hustle
I'll be working everyday
So I'll never chase a bitch
She can leave or she can stay
All these hoes on my dick
They be calling every day
I'm not living for tommorow so
I'm going hard today

Give a fuck about a cop
I'm just trynna get paid and my dope boy
(chucks?) , never catch me in no J's
Yeah I'm Styling, wyling
Smoking while I'm driving
California nigga but my weed
Come from the islands i stand on my own
No complaining and no whining
Nigga talk shit, real shit it can get violent
I'm Styling, wyling
Smoking while I'm driving
California nigga but my weed
Come from the islands i stand on my own
No complaining and no whining
Nigga talk shit, real shit it can get violent

What stand still? But we on a roll now
Name going up so the bad bitches go down
Used to rep my hood now I'm
Putting on the whole town
Looking like a rookie but I hit
Em with the pro style

What stand still? But we on a roll now
Name going up so the bad bitches go down
Used to rep my hood now I'm
Putting on the whole town
Looking like a rookie but I hit
Em with that pro style

You niggas got no style
All my hoes is so wild drug dealer swag
You can tell just by my profile
Rolling up that dank
Yeah my reefer smelling so loud
Old crew southern but you know
I rep that soulcal didn't know you know now
Sneezing like a fucking bitch
Killing all these verses like it's nothing
I just rip this shit
Used to be just local but I changed
It when I took a trip
Came home stunting with a hundred
Bitches on my dick came home working
Hit the studio and made some hit's
All we smoke in cali
I stay higher than a fucking bitch
Show money coming fuck a 7 we can cop a zip
Cocky ass nigga and I'm
Still always talking shit
Sipping on the lean got me
Slower than Steve Hawking is
Goddamn Eddy Baker popping like a
(thizzlehead?) know a couple shooters
If you touch me you might end up dead
Know some crooked cops, fuck the cops
We be dodging feds

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