Yo what's up 1 Trait Danger Obama Yo Stoney bologne They make me like Omi Take me down to your rocks like a homie
Yo, what up My name is Stan, actually I just made that shit up My name ain't Stoney Bologne You don't know me You ain't my homie Blow me
I was riding my bike after school Some fuckin' fool pushed me into the pool As I got out I said, "What the fuck, I just bought this iPhone, man, that’s fucked up," I’m not a hip hop artist
So what if I'm a little slower My IQ's low and my grades are lower All the kids in class called me "ass" Face mask and face fast
They’re really mean, man
Like this kid named Dan (Sam) Who rolls me down the street in a trash can He loves it when he beats my fuckin' ass, man He loves it when he kicks my face Kicks my kicks Sprays me with mace He's armed, man He's got guns and shit And throwing stars, Dan (Sam)
Dan's (Sam's) a motherfucker This song’s for you, Dan (Sam) I remember you, dude
So when I'm sitting in a trash can Thinking about my life Thinking why am I here, man This kid rolls up And he leans down, he says one thing, he says "You're stoney bologne No one thinks you're cool You’re phony, you’re lame, and no one likes your drool Wipe that shit off, man" And he threw a towel right on my head
But then there's Katherine in math class, she loves to snap back When the teacher talks crap like a knapsack Skins 'em like a heavy [?] fatback Cause she knows how to rap like a rap track Yap yap, take em on a trap, yap Heavy metal isn't dead, it's in my backpack
If you’ve ever been bullied in school, bro Just remember Stoney's got your back, bro Don’t fuck with the Stoney crew Cause if you do, the Stoney dudes will fuck you Fuck you Fuck youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
