(feat. Rick Ross)
[Intro]
Born stunna
I’m a born stunna
Huh born stunna
Money money money money money bags
Money money money bags
Money money money bags
Money money money bags
[Hook]
Born stunna, born stunna
Flip a hundred keys just to ball all summer
Born stunna, born stunna
I put a hundred karats in the cartier mama
Born stunna, she’s a born stunna
Mercedes coup for the missus if she’s a born stunna
Born stunna, born stunna
Stack a hundred mill and another hundred comin’
[Birdman]
Born stuntin’, rap huntin’
Flock a hundred of them things for them cheat numbus
Ride numbus, head huntin’
Hit the mall with my b**h and blow another hunid
Red flaggin’, poppin’ red bottles
I’m talkin’ big faces, money and the power
Sway linin’, with my man in it
Birdman, b**h and I’ve been kickin’
Yea, so my baby want a new wheel
Pearl white, stay fresh on that new sh**
You dig? born hustlin’ on that money sh**
Ya feel? blowin’ mills, big j**els b**h
[Hook]
Born stunna, born stunna
Flip a hundred keys just to ball all summer
Born stunna, born stunna
I put a hundred karats in the cartier mama
Born stunna, she’s a born stunna
Mercedes coup for the missus if she’s a born stunna
Born stunna, born stunna
Stack a hundred mill and another hundred comin’
Money money money money money bags
Money money money bags
Money money money bags
Money money money bags
[Birdman]
Yea, a lot a lot of money bags
The money in the garbage can
Strapped up tight with a hundred bags
Money filthy b**h, we in the money lair
See, we shinin’ like the money can
Since the money came, b**h we throw the money fan
Yea, ymcmg
Loto jacked in the hustle since I hit the streets
2-50 on the new piece
New condo, 20.000 square feet
Ballin’, uptown suicide
Born stuntin’, strapped how we livin’ fine
[Rick Ross]
Born stunna, born stunna
Flip a hundred keys just to ball all summer
Born stunna, born stunna
I put a hundred karats in the cartier mama
Born stunna, she’s a born stunna
Mercedes coup for the missus if she’s a born stunna
Born stunna, born stunna
Stack a hundred mill and another hundred comin’
Money money money money money bags
Money money money bags
Money money money bags
Money money money bags
[Birdman]
Cash money, money stacks
Been grindin’ since the lineage with that cromag
Fifty whip sittin’ right in front of that
Ocean view, top floor, blew a hundred racks
G5’in with them chandeliers
Checker floors, tattoo tears
Uptown n***a on the battle field
Maybach relaxin’ on them cop heels
Candy coated, a harley davis
Stuntin’ on them n***as like the old baby
Bad b**h, matchin’ gucci bikes
My sun lit, we live a high life
[Hook]
Born stunna, born stunna
Flip a hundred keys just to ball all summer
Born stunna, born stunna
I put a hundred karats in the cartier mama
Born stunna, she’s a born stunna
Mercedes coup for the missus if she’s a born stunna
Born stunna, born stunna
Stack a hundred mill and another hundred comin’
Money money money money money bags
Money money money bags
Money money money bags
Money money money bags