"Stuntin' Like My Daddy" lyrics

Birdman & Lil Wayne Lyrics

"Stuntin' Like My Daddy"

[Lil Wayne (Birdman):]
Pyong on the Yamaha (Chromed-out eleven-hundred)
What I'm doin'? (Gettin' money) What we doin'? (Gettin' money)
What they doin'? (Hatin' on us) But they never cross
(Cash Money still the 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

[Lil Wayne:]
Yeah, bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
Can't see you lil niggas, the money in the way, and I'm
I'm sitting high, a gangsta ride blades
And if you ain't gonna ride fly, then you might as well hate, shit
I gotta eat, yeah, even though I ate
No, it ain't my birthday, but I got my name on that cake, shit
Believe that, and if your mans wan' play
Then I'ma fuck around and put that boy's brains on the gate
Ayy, pick 'em up! Fuck 'em, let 'em lay
Where I'm from, we see a fuckin' dead body every day
That's—Uptown! Throw a stack at 'em
Make a song about me, I'm throwing shots back at 'em (Bop-bop)
Your bitch on my pipe, she like a crack addict
And she saw me cooking eggs, she thought I was back at it, yeah
I grab the keys, "Ho, I gotta go"
Got my motorcycle jacket and my motorcycle locs

[Lil Wayne (Birdman):]
Pyong on the Yamaha (Chromed-out eleven-hundred)
What I'm doin'? (Gettin' money) What we doin'? (Gettin' money)
What they doin'? (Hatin' on us) But they never cross
(Cash Money still the 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

[Birdman:]
Shawty! (Ugh) Ninety-eights, forty-five paper plates
Tint the whole thang, big money heavyweight
A hundred stacks, spend fifty on a Caddy
Twenty-five on the pinky
Bought a pound of blow and bounced back (Bounced back)
Matching grills, big houses on the hills
Got them hoes in the kitchen
All cooking, paying bills (Paying bills)
On stunna island, dollar after dollar (Yeah)
Flipping chickens, getting tickets
Want the money and the power (Money and the power)
Born stuntin', Uptown hunter (Yeah)
Third Ward G, nigga, been about money (Been about money)
Ice chunky, Birdman, red monkeys
White Ts on the chromed-out eleven-hundreds
You know we shine every summer (Shine)
We grind every summer
And this is how we spend money (How we spend money)
You see them Bentleys and them Lams?
Them ounces and them grams? Bitch, we was born hustlas

[Lil Wayne (Birdman):]
Pyong on the Yamaha (Chromed-out eleven-hundred)
What I'm doin'? (Gettin' money) What we doin'? (Gettin' money)
What they doin'? (Hatin' on us) But they never cross
(Cash Money still the 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

[Lil Wayne:]
Yeah! When I was sixteen, I bought my first Mercedes-Benz
I must've fucked a thousand bitches and they girlfriends
White leather, hot new pair of rims
Brand-new pistol with a trigger like a hairpin
Big work, we don't need a scale, man
Big papers say "Good morning" to the mailman
What you know about 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 looking at the chairman
How you want it? Show me my opponent
Show me my opponent, yeah
I'm still ballin', a bullet gotta get me
And I never been a pussy 'cause my hood'll never let me, yeah!
A made nigga, got made niggas with me
I'm a motorcycle boy, so I'm about to park the Bentley

[Lil Wayne (Birdman):]
Pyong on the Yamaha (Chromed-out eleven-hundred)
What I'm doin'? (Gettin' money) What we doin'? (Gettin' money)
What they doin'? (Hatin' on us) But they never cross
(Cash Money still the 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

[Lil Wayne:]
Pyong on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hundred
Pyong on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven—
Pyong-pyong on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hun—
Cash Money still the company, and bitch, I'm the boss
Pyong on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hundred
Pyong on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hundred
Pyong-pyong on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hun—
Cash Money still the company, and bitch, I'm the boss


Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Bryan Williams, Tristan Jones
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