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Nigga can't out-stunt me when it come to these fuckin' cars, nigga Believe that You know me, I don't need no introduction and shit Ride Bentleys 'round the city on buttons, ya bitch Arm hangin', wrist blingin', just stunnin' and shit Drop the top, block is hot, stay bumpin', ya bitch B Atrice get it right, don't tangle and twist it Hit the club every night, drunk, drinkin' that Crissy Niggas mad, don't like it 'cause I'm bangin' they bitches When the light hit the ice, it twinkle and glistens Baby, Bryan, B., Bubble, you can call me what you feel Hoppin' out the platinum Hummer with the platinum grill With the platinum pieces and the platinum chains With the platinum watches and the platinum rings Last shit ain't changed, still doin' my thing Still do it for the block, nugs hang and swing You don't know another nigga that could stun like me (stunt like me) Big Tymer representin', nigga, the U.P.T. I'm that hard stunnin nigga' like Evil Knievil Jumpin' out Lexus and hummers, showin' off for my people I'm the number one stunna (wh-what, wh-what, what) The number one stunna (wh-what, wh-what, what) James Bond, Jackie Chan, and that bitch, McGyver Private planes, Jaguars, Bentleys and Prowlers I'm the number one stunna (wh-what, wh-what, what) The number one stunna (wh-what, wh-what, what) I put dubs on cars, when I ride I'm fly We thugs, not stars, bitch, ride or die Put bricks on blocks, nigga, cooked and cut Juvie' 'bout to hold the rocks, nigga, hook it up Diamonds on my hoes feet, when they walk they spark Diamonds in my fuckin' teeth, when I talk I spark Don't fuck around with beef, when it start I spark Me and my Hot Boy creeps, when it's dark we spark Just bought a new car and I'm thinkin' 'bout a million The motherfuckin' driver seat sittin' in the middle Me and my son, Weezy, got a house by the water I'll be fuckin' bad bitches, I be hittin' they daughters I like my dick sucked fast, I like to play with them rookies I like to fuck 'em in they ass while he beat up the pussy I'm the number one stunna, you don't want my shit I'ma stunt 'til I die, bitch, the shit don't quit I'm that hard stunnin nigga' like Evil Knievil Jumpin' out Lexus and hummers, showin' off for my people I'm the number one stunna (wh-what, wh-what, what) The number one stunna (wh-what, wh-what, what) James Bond, Jackie Chan, and that bitch, McGyver Private planes, Jaguars, Bentleys and Prowlers I'm the number one stunna (wh-what, wh-what, what) The number one stunna (wh-what, wh-what, what) Baby, pop the Crystal, and shine the jewels Get the Cadillac from Suell with 20-inch Ls Boss B., slow down in the Jag, you lost me Slow down, Wayne, you know that's all on me Come on, you know how slow the new Rolls Royce be Baby, give me the keys, give me the weed Give me the G's, give me the Mack 10 Let me see happenin', to me, these niggas last in What's up, Boss B., you ever got beef with a busta You can call me, you know I keep a blucka-blucka Hit 'em all week, give me the keys to the bubble I'm on y'all street, Juvenile Baby, let me get the keys to the Rover truck But wait, my nigga, baby, he live on chrome My nigga, baby, he get his shine on I'm that hard stunnin nigga' like Evil Knievil Jumpin' out Lexus and hummers, showin' off for my people I'm the number one stunna (wh-what, wh-what, what) The number one stunna (wh-what, wh-what, what) James Bond, Jackie Chan, and that bitch, McGyver Private planes, Jaguars, Bentleys and Prowlers I'm the number one stunna (wh-what, wh-what, what) The number one stunna (wh-what, wh-what, what) I'm that hard stunnin nigga' like Evil Knievil Jumpin' out Lexus and hummers, showin' off for my people I'm the number one stunna (wh-what, wh-what, what) The number one stunna (wh-what, wh-what, what) James Bond, Jackie Chan, and that bitch, McGyver Private planes, Jaguars, Bentleys and Prowlers I'm the number one stunna (wh-what, wh-what, what) The number one stunna (wh-what, wh-what, what) Now, it's plain and simple, nigga I ain't met a nigga yet who could fuck with these Cash Money Hot Boys with these cars, nigga See that new Monte Carlo, that's hot and on fire That my dog, Fresh, had first We got 'em on dubs That Lexus, the new one that come out in 2001 with the frog eyes I got that bitch on dubs And that Yu, the new Yukon, that's bubble-eye I got that bitch on dubs And that Mercedes Wagon, with the kit, that's kitted out Look like it got frog eyes That bitch on dubs And I got that Benz that me and my dog bought for our bitches We got this shit here on dubs We all drive Bentley's on dubs I'm tryin' to put platinum eyebrows on these hugs I just bought me a platinum football field, nigga You understand, don't fuck with me with these cars, nigga We the number one stunnas, nigga Got that Viper with them rally stripes with that kit You understand? We ain't playin' TVs in all our shit Believe that, playboy Fuck your whole hood up
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Terius Gray, Byron O. Thomas, Bryan Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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