Stuntin' Like My Daddy

V'room on a Yamaha chromed-out eleven hundred What I'm doing? Getting money What we doing? Getting money What they doing? Hating on us, but they never cross Cash money still a 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 stunner, stuntin' like my daddy Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy Bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say Can't see you, lil' nigga, the money in the way And I'm, I'm sitting high, a ganster ride blades If you ain't gone ride fly, then you might as well hate Shit, I gotta eat, yeah, even though I ate It ain't my birthday, but I got my name on the cake (Shit) believe that, if ya mans wanna play I'm a fuck around and put that boy brains on the table Pick 'em up, fuck 'em, let 'em lay Where I'm from, we see a fucking dead body everyday That's uptown, throw a stack at 'em Make a song about me, I'm throwing shots back at 'em Ya bitch on my pipe, and she like a crack addict And she saw me cooking eggs, and she though I was back at it I grab the keys, ho, I gotta go I got my motorcycle jacket and my motorcycle loafs V'room on a Yamaha chromed-out eleven hundred What I'm doing? Getting money What we doing? Getting money What they doing? Hating on us, but they never cross Cash money still a 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 stunner, stuntin' like my daddy Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy 98's, forty-five paper plates Ten, the whole thing, big money heavy weight A hundred stacks, spend fifty on a caddy, twenty-five on the pinky Bought a pound of blow, and bounced back Matching grills, big houses on the hill Got them hos in the kitchen all cooking, paying bills On stunner island, dollar after dollar Flipping chickens, getting tickets, want the money and the power Born stunner, uptown hunter Third ward G's, nigga, been about money Ice chunks, Birdman, red monkeys White tees on them chromed out eleven hundreds You know we shine every summer, we grind every summer And this is how we spend money You see them Bentleys and them Lambs' Them ounces and them grams, bitch, we was born hustlers V'room on a Yamaha chromed-out eleven hundred What I'm doing? Getting money What we doing? Getting money What they doing? Hating on us, but they never cross Cash money still a 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 stunner, stuntin' like my daddy Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy When I was sixteen, 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 don't need scale, man Big papers, say good morning to the mail man What you now 'bout putting bricks in the spare, man? I can stuff a coupe like a motherfucking caravan I'm in my zone, my form is so rare, man If there's a throne, you're looking at a chairman How you want it? Show me my opponent, show me my opponent I'm still balling, a bullet gotta get me And I've never been a pussy 'cause my hood'd never let me A made nigga, got made niggas wit' me I am a motorcycle boy, so I'm about to pop a wheelie V'room on a Yamaha chromed-out eleven hundred What I'm doing? Getting money What we doing? Getting money What they doing? Hating on us, but they never cross Cash money still a 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 stunner, stuntin' like my daddy Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy V'room on a Yamaha chromed-out eleven hundred V'room on a Yamaha chromed-out eleven hundred V'room, v'room on a Yamaha chromed-out eleven hundred Cash money still a company, and, bitch, I'm the boss V'room on a Yamaha chromed-out eleven hundred V'room on a Yamaha chromed-out eleven hundred V'room, v'room on a Yamaha chromed-out eleven hundred Cash money still a company, and, bitch, I'm the boss