Stuntin Like My Mama Songtext
von Chief Keef

I was stuntin′ like my momma, ride real forgein
They like, do you know chief audio? Yeah, he get it on
Big ass choppa, he be getting born
Call ass furada, he gon' come and join

Imma South side nun bu 60 ass nigga
I can buy you like how you taking out the trash, nigga
Like ding dong that′s my name be ringing bells, nigga
Click clack, size you up, measurement we scale, niggas

Money mission gon beep like a smoke alarm
Bitch this ain't Luther King march, ain't no holding arms
I′m the type of nigga that smoke in a race, when I was told to run
Give they ass a head start, I′ll catch up you

Wanna see this shit in 3D, how im stunting
A whole lotta bands my conjunction function
I don't need two cups, I just need one
Pull up on you like the end of the song, boy, you about to be done


I′m a money getter, your bitch is a pussy popper
She like an old movie that I didn't have time to watch
Act like you wanna box, get put in a box
Put some wings on that bitch and send that bitch very far

Nigga, you′s a Dory, you's a Nemo
Look in the Chiraq dictionary if you don′t know my lingo
All I know is (f- beep) when the millions call my number bingo
I got enough shots to shoot a Quentin Tarantino

I'm stunting like my granddaddy, nothing like my papa
She said that she's a Libra, she ain′t nothing like my mama
Vote Chief So for president, he ain′t nothing like Obama
He raising welfare and he giving out money

I'm stunting with the cash, old bitches mad
Gucci on my back, Louis on my ass
You stunting like your dad? Shit I ain′t have one
You say you want some glo' then, nigga, come and buy one

Take this money test and ace it, nigga that′s the basics
That's just like asking this Neo the damn man from Matrix
I′m the hero to the cash, ain't gotta cape it
When you getting money, you ain't gotta take it


Fonem strip yo ass now run the streets naked, bitch
Serve ya up, what you want to eat for breakfast, bitch?
Sell it upside down, I was just checking
Cut the hair off his bitch, head and mail it to his residence

I was stunting like my watch, stunting like my jewelry
Stunting like my coat, stunting like my shoes
I′m a stunt devil, Ghost Rider
Wrap a nigga how you wrap a bow tie

How I do this shit? Off the top of the head
You′d think I'm balancing something on top of my head
Could do tricks, call ′em Globetrotters
Drive my own shit, don't need no co-pilot