Born Stunna (feat. Rick Ross)

(Mmmmaybach Music) I'm a born stunna (Mmmmaybach Music) Huh, born stunna Money money money money money bags Money money money bags Money money money bags Money money money bags Born stunna, born stunna Flip a hundred keys just to ball all summer Born stunna, born stunna I put a hundred karats in the Cartier mama Born stunna, she's a born stunna Mercedes coup for the missus if she's a born stunna Born stunna, born stunna Stack a hundred mill and another hundred comin' Born stuntin', rap huntin' Flock a hundred of them things for them cheat numbus Ride numbus, head huntin' Hit the mall with my bitch and blow another hunid Red flaggin', poppin' red bottles I'm talkin' big faces, money and the power Sway linin', with my man in it Birdman, bitch and I've been kickin' Yea, so my baby want a new wheel Pearl white, stay fresh on that new shit You dig? Born hustlin' on that money shit Ya feel? Blowin' mills, big jewels bitch Born stunna, born stunna Flip a hundred keys just to ball all summer Born stunna, born stunna I put a hundred karats in the Cartier mama Born stunna, she's a born stunna Mercedes coup for the missus if she's a born stunna Born stunna, born stunna Stack a hundred mill and another hundred comin' Money money money money money bags Money money money bags Money money money bags Money money money bags Yea, a lot a lot of money bags The money in the garbage can Strapped up tight with a hundred bags Money filthy bitch, we in the money lair See, we shinin' like the money can Since the money came, bitch we throw the money fan Yea, YMCMG Loto jacked in the hustle since I hit the streets 2-50 on the new piece New condo, 20.000 square feet Ballin', uptown suicide Born stuntin', strapped how we livin' fine Born stunna, born stunna Flip a hundred keys just to ball all summer Born stunna, born stunna I put a hundred karats in the Cartier mama Born stunna, she's a born stunna Mercedes coup for the missus if she's a born stunna Born stunna, born stunna Stack a hundred mill and another hundred comin' Money money money money money bags Money money money bags Money money money bags Money money money bags Cash money, money stacks Been grindin' since the lineage with that cromag Fifty whip sittin' right in front of that Ocean view, top floor, blew a hundred racks G5'in with them chandeliers Checker floors, tattoo tears Uptown n-gga on the battle field Maybach relaxin' on them cop heels Candy coated, a Harley Davis Stuntin' on them n-ggas like the old baby Bad bitch, matchin' Gucci bikes My sun lit, we live a high life Born stunna, born stunna Flip a hundred keys just to ball all summer Born stunna, born stunna I put a hundred karats in the Cartier mama Born stunna, she's a born stunna Mercedes coup for the missus if she's a born stunna Born stunna, born stunna Stack a hundred mill and another hundred comin' Money money money money money bags Money money money bags Money money money bags Money money money bags