Big Tymers, Juvenile, Lil Wayne - #1 Stunna lyrics

Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana.U.S.

[Big Tymers, Juvenile, Lil Wayne - #1 Stunna lyrics]

For sure, playboy
Nigga can't out-stunt me when it
Come to these fuckin' cars, nigga
Believe that!

You know me
I don't need no introduction and shit
Ride Bentley's 'round the city on buttons
Ya bitch arm hangin', wrist blingin'
Just stun'n and shit
Drop the top, block is hot, stay bumpin'
Ya bitch b Atrice get it right
Don't tangle and twist it
Hit the club every night, drunk
Drinkin' that Crissy niggas mad
Don't like it cause I'm bangin' they bitches
When the light hit the ice
It twankle and glistens
Baby, Brian, B, Bubba
You can call me what you feel
Hoppin' out the platinum Hummer
With the platinum grill
With the platinum pieces and
The platinum chains
With the platinum watches and
The platinum rings (platinum rings)
Nigga shit ain't changed
Still doin' my thang
Still do it for the block
Nuts hang and swang
You don't know another nigga that
Can stunt like me (stunt like me)
Big Tymer representin', nigga, the UPT

I'ma a hard stunin' nigga like Evil Knievel
Jumpin' out Lex's and Hummers
Showin' off for my people
I'm the number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what the number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what
James Bond, Jackie Chan
And that bitch MacGyver
Private planes, Jaguars, Bentley's
And Prowlers i'm the number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
The number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?

I put dubs on cars, when I ride, I'm fly
We thugs, not stars, bitch, ride or die
Put bricks on blocks, nigga, cooked and cut
Juvie 'bout to hold the rocks, nigga
Hook it up
Diamonds on my hoes' feet, when they walk
They spark
Diamonds in my fuckin' teeth, when I talk
I spark
Don't fuck around with beef, when it start
I spark
Me and my Hot Boy creeps, when it's dark
We spark just bought a new car and
I spent about a million
The motherfuckin' driver seat sittin'
In the middle
Me and my son Weezy got a house by the water
I'll be fuckin' bad bitches
(bad bitches, bad bitches)
I be hittin' they daughters
I like my dick sucked fast
I like to play with them rookies
I like to fuck 'em in they ass
While he beat up the pussy
I'm the number-one stunna
You don't want my shit
I'ma stunt 'til I die, bitch
The shit don't quit

I'ma a hard stunin' nigga like Evil Knievel
Jumpin' out Lex's and Hummers
Showin' off for my people
I'm the number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what the number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what
James Bond, Jackie Chan
And that bitch MacGyver
Private planes, Jaguars, Bentley's
And Prowlers i'm the number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
The number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?

Baby, pop the Cryst-al, and shine the jew-els
Get the Cadillac from Sewell
With twenty-inch L's
Boss B, slow down in the Jag, you lost me
(skrr)
Slow down, Wayne, you know that's all on me
But you know how slow the new Rolls Royce be
Come on
You know how slow the new Rolls Royce be
Baby, give me the ki's, give me the weed
Give me the G's, give me the Mack-10
Let me see happenin'
To me, these niggas laggin'
What's up, Boss B, you ever got beef with a
Busta’ you can call me
You know I keep a blucka-blucka
Hit 'em all week
Give me the keys to the bubble
I'm on y'all street juvenile (Juvenile)
Baby, let me get the keys to the Rover Truck
Man, let me get this beef shit over, bruh
But wait, my nigga Baby, he live on chrome
My nigga Baby, he get his shine on

I'ma a hard stunin' nigga like Evil Knievel
Jumpin' out Lex's and Hummers
Showin' off for my people
I'm the number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what the number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what
James Bond, Jackie Chan
And that bitch MacGyver
Private planes, Jaguars, Bentley's
And Prowlers i'm the number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
The number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
James Bond, Jackie Chan
And that bitch MacGyver
Private planes, Jaguars, Bentley's
And Prowlers i'm the number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
The number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
I'ma a hard stunin' nigga like Evil Knievel
Jumpin' out Lex's and Hummers
Showin' off for my people
The number one stunna wh-what, wh-what, what
James Bond, Jackie Chan
And that bitch MacGyver
Private planes, Jaguars, Bentley's
And Prowlers i'm the number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what

Now, it's plain and simple, nigga
I ain't met a nigga yet
Could fuck with these Cash Money
Hot Boys with these cars, nigga
See that new Monte Carlo
That's hot and on fire
That my dog, Fresh, had first
We got 'em on dubs that Lexus, the new one
That come out in 2001 with the frog eyes
I got that bitch on dubs
And that Yu the new Yukon, that's bubble-eye
I got that bitch on dubs
And that Mercedes Wagon, with the kit
That's kitted out look like it got frog eyes
That bitch on dubs
And I got that Benz that me and
My dog bought for our bitches
We got this shit here on dubs
We all drive Bentley's on dubs
I'm tryin' to put platinum
Eyebrows on these hoes
I just bought me a platinum football field
Nigga ya understand?
Don't fuck with me with these cars, nigga
(at all, playboy)
We the number-one stunnas, nigga
(Nigga, we don't give a fuck)
Got that Viper with them rally stripes
With that kit ya understand?
We ain't playin' tV's in all our shit
Believe that, playboy
(Fuck your whole hood up)

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