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Stuntin' Like My Daddy Music Lyrics

Birdman & Lil Wayne

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Lil Wayne & Birdman:
Hook:Vrooom on the Yamaha
(Chromed out 1100)
What I'm doin' (Gettin' money) What we doin' (Gettin' money)
What they doin', (Hatin on me) but they never cross
Cash Money still the company, and bitch I'm the boss
And I be stuntin' like my daddy, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
I'm the Young Stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy

Verse 1
Lil' Wayne:
Bitch I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
Can't see me lil' nigga, the money in the way
And I'm, I'm sittin' high, a gansta ride blazed
If you ain't gon' ride fly than you might as well hate
Shit, I gotta eat, even though I ate
it ain't my birthday but I got my name on my cake
Believe that, if ya mans wanna play
I'ma fuck around and put that boy brains on the gate
(So pick 'em up) fuck 'em, let 'em lay
Where I'm from we see a fuckin' dead body everyday
That's, Uptown, throwin' stacks at 'em
Niggaz talk about me, throwin' shots back at 'em
And bitch I'm a pipe, and she like a crack attic
And she saw me cookin' eggs, she thought I was back at it
I grab the keys, hoe I gotta go
I got my motorcycle jacket and my motorcycle loafs

Hook

Verse 2
Birdman:
98's, 45 paper plates
Tint the whole thang, big money heavyweight
A 100 stacks, spend 50 on a caddy
25 on the pinky, bought a pound of blow and bounced back
Matching grills, big houses on the hill
Got them hoes in the kitchen, all cook and pay bills
I start to holla, dollar after dollar
Flippin' chickens gettin' tickets nigga, want the money and the power
Born a stunna, Uptown hunter
3rd Ward G's nigga been about money
Ice chunky, Birdman Red Monkeys
White tees on that chromed out 1100
You know we shine every summer, we grind every summer
And this is how we spend money
You see them Bentleys and them Lamb's
Them ounces and them grams
Bitch we was born hustlers

Hook

Verse 3
Lil' Wayne:
When I was 16, I bought my first Mercedes-Benz
I must've fucked a thousand bitches and they girlfriends
White leather, hot new pair of rims
Brand new pistol with the trigger like a hair pin
Big work, we dont need a scale man
Big paper, say good mornin' to the mailman
What ya know 'bout putting bricks in the spare man
I can stuff a Coupe like a muthafuckin' caravan
I'm in my zone, my arm is so rare man
If there a song you lookin at the chair man
How you want it, show me my opponent...
show me my opponent
I'm still ballin', a bullet gotta get me
And I've never been a pussy cuz my hood'll never let me
A made nigga got made niggaz wit' me
I'ma motorcyle boy, so I'm about to pop a wheelie

Hook

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