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Birdman

Born Stunna

 

Born Stunna


[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 coming

[Birdman]
Born stunting, rap hunting
Flock a hundred of them things for them cheat numbus
Ride numbus, head hunting
Hit the mall with my bitch and blow another hunid
Red flagging, popping red bottles
I'm talking big faces, money and the power
Sway lining, with my man in it
Birdman, bitch and I've been kicking
Yea, so my baby want a new wheel
Pearl white, stay fresh on that new shit
You dig? born hustling on that money shit
Ya feel? blowing mills, big jewels bitch

[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 coming

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 bitch, we in the money lair
See, we shining like the money can
Since the money came, bitch 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
Balling, uptown suicide
Born stunting, strapped how we living 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 coming

Money money money money money bags
Money money money bags
Money money money bags
Money money money bags

[Birdman]
Cash money, money stacks
Been grinding since the lineage with that cromag
Fifty whip sitting right in front of that
Ocean view, top floor, blew a hundred racks
G5'in with them chandeliers
Checker floors, tattoo tears
Uptown nigga on the battle field
Maybach relaxing on them cop heels
Candy coated, a harley davis
Stunting on them niggas like the old baby
Bad bitch, matching 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 coming

Money money money money money bags
Money money money bags
Money money money bags
Money money money bags

done

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