Birdman & Lil Wayne – Stuntin' Like My Daddy (Rock Remix) Lyrics

Birdman & Lil Wayne – Stuntin' Like My Daddy (Rock Remix) Lyrics
Stuntin' Like My Daddy (Rock Remix)
Birdman & Lil Wayne
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    "Stuntin' Like My Daddy (Rock Remix)." - Birdman & Lil Wayne

    Album: Like Father, Like Son (Deluxe Edition)
    Track No: 21
    Vroom 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 stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
    Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
    Yeah, bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
    Can't see you, lil' ****, the money in the way
    And I'm, I'm sitting high, a gangster ride blades
    And if you ain't gon' ride fly, then you might as well hate
    Shit, I gotta eat, yeah, even though I ate
    And no, it ain't my birthday, but I got my name on the cake
    Shit, believe that and if ya man's wanna play
    And I'ma fuck around and put that boy brains on the gate
    Hey, 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 abut 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, she thought I was back at it
    I grab my keys, ho, I gotta go
    Got my motorcycle jacket and my motorcycle locs
    Vroom 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 stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
    Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
    Shawty, 98's, forty-five paper plates
    Tint 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 hills
    Got them hoes in the kitchen all cooking, paying bills
    On Stunna Island, dollar after dollar
    Flipping chickens, getting tickets, want the money and the power
    Born stuntin', uptown hunter
    Third ward G, ****, been about money
    Ice chunky, 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
    Vroom 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 stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
    Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
    Yeah, when I was 16, I bought my first Mercedes Benz
    I must've fucked a thousand bitches and their girlfriends
    White leather, hot new pair of rims
    Brand new pistol with the trigger like a hair pin
    Big work, we don't need a scale, man
    Big papers, say good morning to the mailman
    What you know '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 the chairman
    How you want it? Show me my opponent
    Show me my opponent
    Yeah, I'm still balling, a bullet gotta get me
    And I've never been a pussy 'cause my hood'd never let me
    Yeah, a made ****, got made **** with me
    I'm a motorcycle boy, so I'm 'bout to park the Bentley
    Vroom 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 stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
    Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
    Vroom on a Yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
    Vroom on a Yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
    Vroom, vroom on a Yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
    Cash Money still a company and bitch, I'm the boss
    Vroom on a Yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
    Vroom on a Yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
    Vroom, vroom on a Yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
    Cash Money still a company and bitch, I'm the boss

    Writer(s): D. Carter & B. Williams.

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