#1 Stunna

Lyrics

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
 

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Duration
04:41
Key
2
Tempo
89 BPM

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