Black Steve Austin Lyrics

[Intro]
(Glass shattering)
"Uhh, sh-show us your prizes"
Uh-huh
"And that's not-"
Ay, uh
"-being married to Steve Austin-"
My god
"-he was always nice to-"
Yeah, my god
"-rays that would last-"
Bitch, you know who it is
---
Going for the pin
Yeah, yeah, uh
"-I think it's something-"

[Hook]
I ain't with the talking
You know that I'm cold like Boston
Beat my bitch ass I'm a young Steve Austin
Beat my bitch ass I'm a young Steve
Bitch, you kn-
Beat my bitch ass I'm a young
I ain't with the talking
Bitch, you know I'm cold like Boston
Beat my bitch ass I'm a young Steve Austin
Beat my bitch ass I'm a young Steve Austin
Beat my bitch ass --- a young Steve ---

[Verse]
Bitch you know I'm saucin'
I've been on a tour bitch, I'm flossin' Beat my bitch ass like a young Steve Austin
Keep that heat stashed cuz' I'm cold like Boston
Pin that hoe down and she spread like frosting
Young Andy Kaufman
Bitch, I'm in a coffin
Rose from the dead
Got that head
Like a Petraeus
No, I don't give a f*ck
Bout' how the media portray us
Cause I know p*ssy niggas always come in different flavors
It's like black ones
White ones
Skinny, fat, and dyke ones
Clothesline, suplex
Bitch, I might fight one
Beat my bitch ass like a young Chris Brown
The only difference is Steve pale, Chris brown
I beat my bitch ass cuz' it's only thing I'm good at
I beat my bitch ass cause I'm white and I can do that

[Outro]
"-that man right there! This crowd [?]"

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