I’m a Stunna Songtext
von Birdman
I’m a Stunna Songtext
Yeah nigga
That′s what it do, that's what it does, that′s what it is
And that's what always was
You heard me, believe that
This what is hidden for homeboy
Take this one to the bank nigga
And I can't fall for that, believe that
Bitch I′m a stunna, a rap hunna
I′m just a nigga with a whole lot-a-money
Bitch I'm a stunna, a rap hunna
(Yeah) Is a mobeek (yeah) with the money and power
Bitch I′m a stunna, a rap hunna
I'm just a nigga with a whole lot-a-money
Bitch I′m a stunna, a rap hunna
(Yeah) Is a mobeek (yeah) with the money and power
Nigga we don't move hoes, we move ′em home
Got the game from the Gs nigga straight of the floor
Uptown nigga with a uptown soul
Flip a ice neat nigga drive a red rose
Hold up in the kitchen gotta heavy on the load
Hustle from the front straight to the back door
Money like trees flippin' these flees
Bitches all over cuz they know we got cheese
Rife M.O.B thats how it'd be
Cook a whole G let him, let him fly on the street
Tall like a motherfucker condo on the beach
Thats how we livin′ with the datas on the seats
Bitch I′m a stunna, rap hunna
I'm just a nigga with a whole lot-a-money
Bitch I′m a stunna, rap hunna
(Yeah) Is a mobeek (yeah) with the money and power
Bitch I'm a stunna, rap hunna
I′m just a nigga with a whole lot-a-money
Bitch I'm a stunna, a rap hunna
(Yeah) Is a mobeek (yeah) with the money and power
We put the marble on the floor cuz we shine condo
The niggas act like hoes we let them all go
Coming of the ceilin′ with the chopper and some dope
Stuntin' on these bitches in the Bentley for door
Half a bird nigga with this ounce ass hole
Poppin' at the mouth like his head cant blow
Baby momma drama she was born in the you
I was born in the milf, got the game out to Nolia
13 best and I come up out of Ness
Coochie Marley put me down I love my set
KC put me on to my first dollar
I was 16 years old with a mill and a chopper
Bitch I′m a stunna, rap hunna
I′m just a nigga with a whole lot-a-money
Bitch I'm a stunna, a rap hunna
(Yeah) Is a mobeek (yeah) with the money and power
Bitch I′m a stunna, rap hunna
I'm just a nigga with a whole lot-a-money
Bitch I′m a stunna, a rap hunna
(Yeah) Is a mobeek (yeah) with the money and power
City full of murder nigga thats what we know
Fuck 'em if we gotta go then we gotta go
Cash in quick nigga, hustle for the licks
At the same time nigga flip a whole brick
Same nigga poppin′, same nigga same shit
Money ain't long nigga bitches ain't shit
G4, Lamb, Maserati is the shit
From the bottom to the top with a bad bitch
Its my round now, wont them nigga come ′round
Tommy gun banana clips make a loud sound
Brand new crib and we built it from the ground
75 carrots and we blowin out the pound
Bitch I′m a stunna, rap hunna
I'm just a nigga with a whole lot-a-money
Bitch I′m a stunna, a rap hunna
(Yeah) Is a mobeek (yeah) with the money and power
Bitch I'm a stunna, a rap hunna
I′m just a nigga with a whole lot-a-money
Bitch I'm a stunna, a rap hunna
(Yeah) Is a mobeek (yeah) with the money and power
That′s the business homeboy
We be stuntin' on them bitches every chance we get
We be flossed out, shinin' on them hoes nigga
You know how we do nigga
So pimpin′, so flossy with it nigga
Can′t know one do it better than us
Wassup Young? You heard me? Fuck 'em
Number one, that′s what it do nigga
Stay shinin' on them bitches
Stay grindin′ on them bitches
One hundred, yeah
That′s what it do, that's what it does, that′s what it is
And that's what always was
You heard me, believe that
This what is hidden for homeboy
Take this one to the bank nigga
And I can't fall for that, believe that
Bitch I′m a stunna, a rap hunna
I′m just a nigga with a whole lot-a-money
Bitch I'm a stunna, a rap hunna
(Yeah) Is a mobeek (yeah) with the money and power
Bitch I′m a stunna, a rap hunna
I'm just a nigga with a whole lot-a-money
Bitch I′m a stunna, a rap hunna
(Yeah) Is a mobeek (yeah) with the money and power
Nigga we don't move hoes, we move ′em home
Got the game from the Gs nigga straight of the floor
Uptown nigga with a uptown soul
Flip a ice neat nigga drive a red rose
Hold up in the kitchen gotta heavy on the load
Hustle from the front straight to the back door
Money like trees flippin' these flees
Bitches all over cuz they know we got cheese
Rife M.O.B thats how it'd be
Cook a whole G let him, let him fly on the street
Tall like a motherfucker condo on the beach
Thats how we livin′ with the datas on the seats
Bitch I′m a stunna, rap hunna
I'm just a nigga with a whole lot-a-money
Bitch I′m a stunna, rap hunna
(Yeah) Is a mobeek (yeah) with the money and power
Bitch I'm a stunna, rap hunna
I′m just a nigga with a whole lot-a-money
Bitch I'm a stunna, a rap hunna
(Yeah) Is a mobeek (yeah) with the money and power
We put the marble on the floor cuz we shine condo
The niggas act like hoes we let them all go
Coming of the ceilin′ with the chopper and some dope
Stuntin' on these bitches in the Bentley for door
Half a bird nigga with this ounce ass hole
Poppin' at the mouth like his head cant blow
Baby momma drama she was born in the you
I was born in the milf, got the game out to Nolia
13 best and I come up out of Ness
Coochie Marley put me down I love my set
KC put me on to my first dollar
I was 16 years old with a mill and a chopper
Bitch I′m a stunna, rap hunna
I′m just a nigga with a whole lot-a-money
Bitch I'm a stunna, a rap hunna
(Yeah) Is a mobeek (yeah) with the money and power
Bitch I′m a stunna, rap hunna
I'm just a nigga with a whole lot-a-money
Bitch I′m a stunna, a rap hunna
(Yeah) Is a mobeek (yeah) with the money and power
City full of murder nigga thats what we know
Fuck 'em if we gotta go then we gotta go
Cash in quick nigga, hustle for the licks
At the same time nigga flip a whole brick
Same nigga poppin′, same nigga same shit
Money ain't long nigga bitches ain't shit
G4, Lamb, Maserati is the shit
From the bottom to the top with a bad bitch
Its my round now, wont them nigga come ′round
Tommy gun banana clips make a loud sound
Brand new crib and we built it from the ground
75 carrots and we blowin out the pound
Bitch I′m a stunna, rap hunna
I'm just a nigga with a whole lot-a-money
Bitch I′m a stunna, a rap hunna
(Yeah) Is a mobeek (yeah) with the money and power
Bitch I'm a stunna, a rap hunna
I′m just a nigga with a whole lot-a-money
Bitch I'm a stunna, a rap hunna
(Yeah) Is a mobeek (yeah) with the money and power
That′s the business homeboy
We be stuntin' on them bitches every chance we get
We be flossed out, shinin' on them hoes nigga
You know how we do nigga
So pimpin′, so flossy with it nigga
Can′t know one do it better than us
Wassup Young? You heard me? Fuck 'em
Number one, that′s what it do nigga
Stay shinin' on them bitches
Stay grindin′ on them bitches
One hundred, yeah
Writer(s): Bryan Williams, Tristan G. Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
