Sugested Lyrics from Travis Scott

After Party (CHOPNOTSLOP REMIX)

I pull up, hop out at the after party (ChopStars)You

Hot (Remix)

outta hereHot, hot, hot, hotHot, hot, hot, hotHot, hot,

Trippin

Travis Scott & Wiz aww, shitAll my n***as chillin'

On Everything

DJ the sun, there is a remedyUnder the sun,

3500

Future & Travis wrapped-wrapped 'round your headThe bandana wrapped

Travis Scott - Pornography (Traduction Française)

années-lumière au loin, juste hors du système solaire KeplerNous

Quintana Pt. 2

Travis finessin', finessin' (Straight up)I came up a hundred

100 Bottles

Travis Travi$ bottles, but I might need

Night

AM rolling stoned, all I see is dustWe feel

Whole Lotta Lovin’

Travis Scott & lotta lovin', lovin', lovin', lovin'Whole lotta,

Astronomical (Fortnite Live Concert Event)

I make it out of Mode Part is

Cactus Trails Escape

Now, I’m lost, Jacques Berman Webster II, most definitely lostI see

DAYS BEFORE RODEO: THE PRAYER (Live)

Travis Scott, Chase awakin', hyperventilatin'Drunk laps, runnin'

HOUSTONFORNICATION (Demo)

might need me some ventilation, a little vacationCalifornication, might redefine

Loudah

me, watch me get louder, get louderWatch me (ooh), watch

Ooo Nana

Young Thug & Travis mama, Thugger want that punanaSwitcharoo,

Safe (Millions)

just jumped on the Masi', my n***as pulled off

Trippin’ On Me

Travis said, yeah, ooh, oohOoh-la-la-la-laOoh-la-la-la-laOoh-la-la(Straight Travis girl

Uber Everywhere

Travis Swisha on the trackYou think I should do

WAG1

I jumped out the window but im fineIm bored of doing

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[Intro: Travis Scott]
Thirty-six, zero waist
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Eight by eight, thirty-six, zero waist
Me-on-three my type of date
All this stuff, I might be late (It's lit)
It's all this stuff, I eight by eight (Straight up)
Stuff, it's stuff, it's stuff
Stuff, it's stuff, it's stuff (It's stuff)
Stuff, it's stuff, it's stuff (It's stuff, woo)

[Verse 1: Lil Baby & Travis Scott]
Two hundred hoes, thirty black trucks
All of us known for puttin' on that stuff
I let her go, ain't no handcuffs
I get a hard-on when them bands come (Yeah)
These n***as too loose, need to tighten up
Took her to Hermès, got her items up
Boy, they done fucked up and let Spider home
Free the guys down the road gotta hide the phone
Got my name from the street, not a microphone
Ain't no sleep, she on two, I took Adderall
N***as act like they us, but they not at all
Copped the baddest shit out, we forgot the car (Yeah)
I put diamonds in my teeth like I'm Paul Wall
Pretty titties, her whole body so soft
Hold the back of her head 'til her jaws lock
I don't care what he do, he a cornball
Extra layers, I'm dressin', I'm Stiff Gang
I'm the real one, two million on pinky ring
Come through pimpin' like Pinky without the cane
N***as thinkin' they hot, but they Eddy Cane
I've been puttin' on this stuff since my baby frame
Walk around with a dollar, that's pocket change
N***as think that you smart 'til you knock his brain
I done Brabus'd the Rover like I'm La Flame
Me and Ski tryna see who the colder shit
If I see her with bro, I don't know the bitch
Extra stuff every time, extra stuff every time
Extra stuff every time when I'm steppin' out
Put on stuff every time, put on stuff every time
Put on stuff every time when I'm steppin' out
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Eight by eight, thirty-six, zero waist
Me-on-three my type of date
All this stuff, I might be late (It's lit)
It's all this stuff, I eight by eight (Straight up)
Stuff, it's stuff, it's stuff
Stuff, it's stuff, it's stuff (It's stuff)
Stuff, it's stuff, it's stuff (It's stuff, woo)

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Breakin' the nine
Inside the spot, you know three of them mine
Live like 1 OAK, it ain't one of a kind, three of a kind
Put on my ice, now all three of 'em blind
I put grease in my soda, I'm tryna get fried
She rockin' that outfit, she tryna get hired
Rubbers on rubbers, I never get tired
Bought her that ice and I know she still lyin'
Brought number one on the plane 'cause she fly
Bought number two a new whip, she got drive
Bought number three a new Guc', she suck dick
Bought number four a new stick 'cause she fire
Bought number five Chanel 5
No. 5, No. 5, No. 5, No. 5, No. 5
Yeah, one at a time, yeah (One of a kind)
Yeah, yeah, bring 'em all, all, all of 'em
Yeah (Woo)
[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Eight by eight, thirty-six, zero waist
Me-on-three my type of date
All this stuff, I might be late (It's lit)
It's all this stuff, I eight by eight (Straight up)
Stuff, it's stuff, it's stuff
Stuff, it's stuff, it's stuff (It's stuff)
Stuff, it's stuff, it's stuff (It's stuff, woo)

[Outro: Travis Scott]
Ooh

FAQ: Stuff by Travis Scott

Q. Who sings Stuff

A. The hit track Stuff is performed by Esm Travis Scott

Q. Who wrote the lyrics for Stuff

A. All lyrics are written by Travis Scott

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