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That's a Lie Video (MV)




Performed By: Stoner Pimpson
Length: 1:53
Written by: Jordan Stewart




Stoner Pimpson - That's a Lie Lyrics




Pull up in sum, this ain't old it's new
What I'm smoking, this ain't dope it's glue

Riding solo, ion want no hoes I'm in the stu
Too bipolar
We can't f*ck unless I'm in the mood
Money talking
Ion talk a lot they say I'm rude
Swimming with the sharks they used to think that I was food
I packed a tool
Cuz I was laying pipe down on the bitches in the school
I done put my pistol on all the killers in yo school

Them niggas bitches
They can't do it how we do
Had to earn my stripes but I still do it im that dude
Mismatch no designer
I dressed up in Nike suits
F*ck a suit
You can sue
Never slack
Glock in my suit
Jesus grab the wheel
You say you rolling? Get a boot
Came from out the dirty see my roots
All the realest niggas dying that's a lie I'm living proof
I made sumn outta nun I ain't got nun else to prove
Making money, I make magic, bitch I feel like Baby Poof
But my color prolly Blue
And my favor color green
But I feel in love with the blue

Cuz these is new

Can't chase no hoe
I chase liquor with a bottle water and 2 grams of smoke
Shoot at yo feet and watch you work like you the pope
I got juice without the pulp, might peel you back or you get poked
Laugh to the bank cuz days back in the day I was stressing still a joke
But I was broke
So you had to witness it to get the joke
Bitch
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Pull up in sum, this ain't old it's new
What I'm smoking, this ain't dope it's glue

Riding solo, ion want no hoes I'm in the stu
Too bipolar
We can't f*ck unless I'm in the mood
Money talking
Ion talk a lot they say I'm rude
Swimming with the sharks they used to think that I was food
I packed a tool
Cuz I was laying pipe down on the bitches in the school
I done put my pistol on all the killers in yo school

Them niggas bitches
They can't do it how we do
Had to earn my stripes but I still do it im that dude
Mismatch no designer
I dressed up in Nike suits
F*ck a suit
You can sue
Never slack
Glock in my suit
Jesus grab the wheel
You say you rolling? Get a boot
Came from out the dirty see my roots
All the realest niggas dying that's a lie I'm living proof
I made sumn outta nun I ain't got nun else to prove
Making money, I make magic, bitch I feel like Baby Poof
But my color prolly Blue
And my favor color green
But I feel in love with the blue

Cuz these is new

Can't chase no hoe
I chase liquor with a bottle water and 2 grams of smoke
Shoot at yo feet and watch you work like you the pope
I got juice without the pulp, might peel you back or you get poked
Laugh to the bank cuz days back in the day I was stressing still a joke
But I was broke
So you had to witness it to get the joke
Bitch
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Writer: Jordan Stewart
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