Tracy T - Stunt lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane] Gucci on 8s, 4s, deuces and sixes 30s, deuces, 34s ya trippin Blowing horse ashantis Fugates, bugattis, for ones, lambs [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] Man I'm always stuntin, my money makin money If I throw the dueces at ya then I showed yo a** a hundred My soldiers are blunted, yo soldiers ain't nuthin We'll put ya forehead in yo a** or put your hairline in yo stomach I'm ridin on Gary Coleman I'm rich like mr. truman Whatchu doin willis? I say tryna make some money I'm traveling around the country, I'm touring foreign countries I'm drivin foreign cars and I'm knockin foreign honeys A birthday bash in Belgium and a Sunday show in London I chill like Lauren London in my johnson is a luncheon She say she got the munchies I'm a try to have a contest See who has the fattest a** we'll see who go the hardest You better wear a hard hat cause these b**hes out here stuntin Say they aspiration was to be a baby mama Maybe get a baby hummer not on me lil mama I ball out through the winter and I stunt all through the summer [Hook x2] I'mma stunt this summer, I'mma roll me a cup then stunt in front ya Roll me a blunt cut the trunk up homie, then I stunt on homie [Verse 2: Tracy T] Gucci Gucci all summer, Louis all summer I'm a I'm a stunt cause I just made me bout a 100 See the white charm? And see the necklace? With no muscle, that dude be flexin I'm a got to Lenox, I'm a go to Saks Cause I turned that 10 piece into like a 20 pack My gun enormous, my suit like the hornet None not gon mind to drive it was just parked em I'm a stunt I'm a stunt cause I got money Crack rock I can turn a thug into a junkie b**hes I can get em with no problem and it's nothing Told her I'm a stunt, I can get you out that Honda 9 millie, 40 cal, 4 5 dumper For them n***as hating when a young n***a be stuntin Stunt in front of em, stunt on homie n***a I'm a stunt stunt stunt... [Hook] [Verse 3: Gucci Mane] Gucci got it, Gucci got it But you know nothing about it You still stuck in the projects with no money in yo pocket I seen you at the party, you still ain't got no car yet? You pa**enger seat of your homeboy car, boy that's his main b**h Man that's some deep sh**, some will say weak sh** Yo b**h p**y so deep, it make a n***a seasick Larty's on fugates, lowy's on the mazze Vette on Ashantis, b**hes in the party b**hes in the lobby, we kickin just like sake Benihana sake sake monotoly backe Gucci Gucci Gucci mane or call me Gucci race The million dollar man, call me Gucci deveoci 72 cutla** 350 rocket, so much money wish I had 50 pockets 72 cutla** 350 rocket, so many pockets, so many gualas gualas