Lyrics:
you know the grind
Cant hit the brakes when its summertime
Top floor, penthouse man I need some wine
I said baby I do my own stunts
We can do whatever
After all this paper
Like I'm on a hunt
Bird man
Cash money on me
I just wanna stunt
I said this ice cold
Pockets knotted up
Bitch I got it up
Boss it up
the neck, too, look like a glass house
Man, that ice the motherfucker
Don't forget the whip - twenty-inches and TV's
Navigation system, Dreamcast, all in
All they do is chat shit, who are they fam
Never seen them put in work, who are they fam
Quick to stunt on the net, who are they fam
I was really up
I'll take you man
Well I'll take your man right out the box
And put him under my padlocks
So when you see us together
Chillin' in the place
Cold walkin'
on
Rollin' with rush it don't get no rougher
I stopper, huffer and puffer, a buffer, suffer
I was holdin' back the man superior, right?
You want to take my
Let me be your man
I'll make you happy
I can't be your man
If you don't let me
That man's not a man
Man don't tempt me
Just give me your hand
I'll do
(I'm a beast)
I'm smokin' your man, he weak
SRT, two hundred on the Jeep
Lil' bad bitch with pretty teeth
Amiri jean, hundred bones on my sneaks
niggas is broke
Trying to be on some don shit
Me? I'm a grunt, comfortable in that conflict
Go 'head nigga stunt
It's cool 'til I get on it
You can keep
My Mama use to warn me
She said
Young king from the bay
I raised you to style and stunt
So niggas gunna hate
But that’s what bitch ass niggas do Do
him pick up a pen
Going on and on, on beats rapping his problems like a female but claim he's a man
They don't like Telly, ima run to they're defense
"I
been about my paper for way too long
I've been about, having something to count
So I could catch stunt and I'm out
Ah, it's lonely when you don't
Know
the Birdman and I'll do you something bad
You heard man that I been slangin' them slacks
That's my word man, I won't stunt ***
I won't stunt ***, I'm gonna
childhood
I was always in the mud
Remember they used to talk
Man they done now, they on what
Gucci, Louis what I stunt
Blue Benjis is all I want
I
probation
I don't want that T.I. and Vick vacation
Private plane, pick location
I'm going to the bank to make a big donation
Yeah, I don't stunt, I stunt
Bottles up, hold 'em high
Throw some money, in the sky
(I wanna see some money in the air, man)
Bottles up, hold 'em high (Ciroc boys, Ciroc girls)
show you how to stunt we gon' keep on counting
Show you how to pop you ain't seen this amount
Look pull up in the drop with the roof gone
Man we been
baby
He'll make you feel embarrassed
I got on so many carats
Yo' man should be embarrassed
Don't be embarrassed baby
He'll make you feel embarrassed
a hally berry body man
Regular wheels I banned um, don't stand um
I'm the first one to put sprewells on a phantom
Girls see me and scream!!!
I'm repin
[Verse 1]
25 now
Man-boy, I'm done with the games/
They expect my return to be weak -
Somethin' Like They tax exchange /
X back again/
And This
this so they dancing to my tunes
In theaters near you, watch your blessings
I'ma come down with no henchmen
Just a raw attitude, watch yourself man
Dont
dumping
Dumping, throw the body in a dumpster
Off of the molly, or something
23 on me like jump man, jump man
Pull up on the scene, no stunt
Birdman stunt
Sometimes depend what her father do
Niggas stunt on you, front on you
Niggas can't even ball but bunt on you
Them niggas lame
I hope you get testicular
Fucked up Chingy's song
Afro-mother fuckin-man cant stand no mother fuckin Ying-Yang Twins
I think Lil John and the Eastside Boys is an ignorant,
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