Mannie Fresh - Stuntastic lyrics

[Verse 1: B.G.] What's happenin', n***a B.Geezy, Baby, Mannie Fresh, n***a Big Tymers, n***a You know we be stun'n our a** off, ya heard me (Bling, -ling, -ling) You know me and my clique stand out It's bling-a-ling every time we stick our hand out Eyes can't take it - motherf**ers turn they head around I gotta laugh cause the neck, too, look like a gla** house Man, that ice the motherf**er Don't forget the whip - twenty-inches and TV's Navigation system, Dreamcast, all in the Bentley Everyday of the week I be jumpin' in somethin' different Bikes, Lexus Trucks - everyday I be switchin' My big round, Baby, taught me how to lay my stunt down Come 'round the corner once, leave, switch up, come back around You know how it go down on a Sunday uptown Wrist hangin' out the window of the Jag with the top down Later on that evenin', corner pocket off the chain But I advise you: don't come around without that thing Cause them vultures be out and believe they be jackin' But they know I'm a made n***a - I still be stuntastic (Hook - 2x [B.G.]) It's stuntastic Straight out the plastic It don' got drastic Big Tymers is off the heezy It's ballerific Cash Money gifted It's very hard to look at them princess cuts cause they be glistenin' [Verse 2: Baby] I ride top-notch sh**, n***a, all the hot sh** On a Sunday I pull out all my drop-top sh** I be stun'n Step in the club and buy the vault I know them hoes be lookin' - that's why I play this game raw It's just in me to be the n***a that I be Call me Atrice, call me Bryan, Bubble, or B You know who I am You know Cash Money my fam' Who else could it be with me and Geezy spinnin' that Lam' Rockin' that ice, poppin' that cham' Jumpin' out in front a warehouse dressed in Hot Boy wear Glock on my side - you know we ain't gettin' checked at the door Get outta line, we leave a n***a brains on the dance floor Back to the coffee cup and drop the ice Shake it up When it come out, it's gon' f** your eyes up Like I said last time: I don't need no introduction I'm the number-one when it come down to the stun'n [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Mannie Fresh] Lil' one, I been paid Two-thousand-ten escalade Did I tell you how the seats made Crocodile and mink suede I touch y'all n***as' arms with candy-coated choppers I fed these hoes fettuccini while you was feedin' 'em whoppers I could take the ugliest b**h and turn her into somethin' And take a whack-a** track and have that b**h bumpin' n***a, Liberacci ain't got nothin' on me I got one diamond, and one ring bigger than your whole future, G Shorty, you ain't heard the news? I'm ridin' on twenty-twos I take the groom bride and give that ho the blues My neck on another level My life on another level Alright, you got a Benz - and, n***a, I'm pushin' the space shuttle b**h, please My bank account Hercules [B.G.] It's, zero, zero, zero, comma, zero, (comma) Stop (stop), freeze (freeze) [Mannie Fresh] Whatever you got, lil' daddy, believe me - I been had it It's just in my life and my nature and my way to be stuntastic [Hook x3] [Outro: B.G.] n***a We ballerific and stuntastic, ya heard me Baby, Mannie Fresh, B.Geezy You dig Stun'n 'til we can't stunt no motherf**in' more, n***a Reppin' 'til we can't rep no motherf**in' more, n***a Huntin' 'til we can't hunt no motherf**in' more, n***a From Lamborghinis to Bentley's to Ferrari's to Jaguars to Hummers To whatever you got - we got it and then some Ya heard me From princess cuts to baguettes To whatever kind of diamonds they got, we got it, n***a It don't stop, ya heard me Cash Money, n***a, got the rap game on lock How you love that Baby, Mannie Fresh - they got that work, n***a And I got that pistol under my shirt, n***a Yeah slip up if you want You get put sixty feet under the dirt, n***a CMR-a, Hot Boys, Cash Money