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Stunt'n Lyrics - Artist : Wiz Khalifa
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When I walk the fuck back You can't act like That ain't the flyest thing you've ever seen in your whole entire motherfucking sorry ass life Can't say I'm not the freshest nigga that you've ever seen I keep a couple grand – nothin less in my jeans That's prolly why your bitch keep ringin' phone And when I pull up she can't leave me alone Lil homie I grind – No sleep I'm good in the hood errybody know me I got my trunk on blast Hit me when I roll through Stunt'n like a young nigga supposed to Stunt'n like I'm supposed to Riding with my hat cocked Smokin' something good – 3 blunts and I'm smacked out City on smash, game on padlock 26 inch rims, chrome on a matchbox 6 bad hoes man I can't choose 1 3 cell phones I just can't use 1 You see how often I spit You just off bread hun This the shit they can't do young Talk fly if you look 'em in the air Too young, you wonder were I got these Gucci parachute from A lot of ya'll mad To me it's just funny I see why ya'll hatin man the hoes just love me And you know I'm gettin' shhh Fuck it I ain't gotta say it The tab taken care of nigga I ain't gotta pay it Yea, I'm all day with it, year round I bet if you was here now Can't say I'm not the freshest nigga that you've ever seen I keep a couple grand – nothin less in my jeans That's prolly why your bitch keep ringin' phone And when I pull up she can't leave me alone Lil homie I grind – No sleep I'm good in the hood errybody know me I got my trunk on blast Hit me when I roll through Stunt'n like a young nigga supposed to Got a fat knot, blunt rolled up Me I ride clean Neck froze up Bad bitch on the side My niggas all rich Foreign whips what they drive Yea, I smell like Gucci and big money too See them guys with me? They gettin' money too Ride 22′s and got heat so If a nigga try me you a big prob you runnin' into I smoke a lot need blunt or 2 At a time whole pounds I be runnin' through Yea, I got a dime bitch coming through Cause I pimp like I'm supposed to Wonder how I get it like this, I could show you Butter soft leather in the whip when I roll through This year I'm a get shit cleared Take a look at this kid here Can't say I'm not the freshest nigga that you've ever seen I keep a couple grand – nothin less in my jeans That's prolly why your bitch keep ringin' phone And when I pull up she can't leave me alone Lil homie I grind – No sleep I'm good in the hood errybody know me I got my trunk on blast Hit me when I roll through Stunt'n like a young nigga supposed to |
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