Let Us Stunt

歌詞

[Baby {talking}] I got that work (For sure) I got that work, nigga Hustle - death if you hustle with us (I'll front ya, boy) 'Cause I'ma put that work on your life, lil' one ({too low to hear} if you're shined out with a nigga) It ain't no secret [Baby] I'm that nigga, Baby But my niggas, they call me Atrice Every bitch I f**k gotta be above average On another level, nigga - millionaire status Just bought two mansions: one in Florida, one in Dallas I'm a boss nigga Buy whatever, don't give a f**k 'bout the cost, nigga I like to floss, nigga It ain't no secret: I'm the number-one stuntman You come at me wrong, you'll be in the trunk, man I'm a O.G. shot caller - Big Tymer Cadillac, Hummer, Jaguar, Benz driver Thirty-six-ounces-in-the-glove-c ompartment hider [B.G.] Don't test the water - look, believe B.'ll ride [Baby] Nigga, I'm a millionaire Tote two guns 'cause I've been there Lil' wodie, you don't wanna go there I'm f**kin' all these hoes [Mannie Fresh] Y'all better believe! [Baby] And I'm tellin' the next rappin' bitch what's up my sleeve, wodie [Hook (Turk)] Bitches say we stunt too much (much) It's okay 'cause we can back it up (up) Know you gon' let us do what we do (do) Rock our Rolie, ride drop-tops, too (too) [B.G.] (Look, look, it's a- it's a- a checkmate, checkmate) Ain't it a bitch how I be stun'n - I know, but I can do that I pull up, top down on a Prowler, they be like, "Who that?" Common sense should tell 'em it gotta be a H.B. 'Cause don't nobody stunt like them niggas from CMB Baby had me reppin' since I was in the sixth grade 'Cause niggas wonder how I'm eighteen and already made I done been through it - from bustin' heads to doin' time Now I'm on that level to where I got the right to shine Me and my clique hit the scene - Ree's, jeans, and T's Wrist, neck, and ears just shoutin' *bling*bling* We be thuggin' to the fullest - stay handlin' hoes 'Cause all of 'em the same: straight scandalous hoes I ain't trippin' - they can ride in the whip with a nigga But put your head down and donate your lips to a nigga Tossin' bitches is a hobby 'cause me and my niggas share Gotta respect that's the life for this Cash Money Millionaire [Hook (Turk)] [Mannie Fresh] (What, what, what) I know y'all sayin', "Look here - what the f**k is that?" A Space Shuttle, lil' daddy - made by Cadillac Take that other shit out, and put Corinthian leather Put a sun-roof top for sun-roof weather They go, "Whooooo!", when I fly by they shit They go, "Oooooh!", you diggity? Just don't quit I like 'em one short, one tall, one a doll I like 'em on their head in the bed against the wall Turbo-charged dick slinger... ...pussy banger ...pain-bringer Nasty in-and-out finger See that girl that you're with - I did that shit Any girl that you get, I'ma hit that bitch Last year: helicopter playa - hello This year: plushed-out, pimped-out Space Shuttle You like gorgeous Lovely, I know you do And if you're a real hot girl you'll let me f**k your crew For real, though [Hook 2x (Turk)] [Turk] Let us do what we do, let us do what we do Let us do what we do, let us do what we do Let us do what we do, let us do what we do (Let us-) What, nigga? Let us do what we do Big Tymers: B-3, Mannie Fresh B.G. Hot Boys Cash Money Juvie, Lil' Wheezy Suga Slim and his bitch (Lil' Turk) (Nigga) CMR-a Millionaires, ya heard me How ya lovin' that? Nigga, how ya lovin' that? Nigga, now how ya lovin' that?