Stunna Anthem

(álbum: STUNNA - 2022)

Uh
Yeah yeah, ay
Oh woo woo woo (Cássio)
Yeah, ay (P-Lo, time to bring the bass back)

In this thang, fired up back lit
I could get a big bag quick
P-Poke it out, turn around, lift that shit
B-Bitch, this that shit
In this thang, fired up back lit
I could get a big bag quick
P-Poke it out, turn around, lift that shit
B-Bitch, this that shit

I'm wavy baby, I'm out here butter
Ain't graduated 'cause I'm still going dumber
I wonder will they ever step they game up
Where I'm from we're really different
No they cannot change us
They change up, but we stick to the script
Vallejo to The City to The Rich
In the town where it go down
No You shouldn't bring your hoe 'round
I refer myself to him as my pronoun
I, could never be worried about no bitch
You, the type to be tricking and never hit
Me, too solid, I'm concrete, I keep it funky
She, stay blowing me up, saying she want me

In this thang, fired up back lit
I could get a big bag quick
P-Poke it out, turn around, lift that shit
B-Bitch, this that shit
In this thang, fired up back lit
I could get a big bag quick
P-Poke it out, turn around, lift that shit
B-Bitch, this that shit

Bounce that thing 'til you can't no more
Bou bou-, bou bou bou bou
Bounce that thing 'til you can't no more
Bou bou-, bou bou bou
Like you strip at a club in the A-T-L
Bou bou-, bou bou bou
Like you strip at a club in the A-T-L
Lil' freak tore it up and started raising hell
Bounce that thing 'til you can't no more
Bou bou-, bou bou bou
Bounce that thing 'til you can't no more
(P-Lo, time to bring the bass back)

One, two, what it do?
I'm turnt up, I ain't trying to be rude
Three, four, what it's for?
Wanna see you shake a little more
Five, six, don't quit
Imagine how she do it on a dick
Seven, eight, think straight
Do it for me, you ain't gotta meditate

I'ma call her right now, that shit over with
Bitch I got Chanel for my deodorant
I'm in a Tesla with your ho in it
I'm a batter when she throwing it
Had to give her my condolences
They've been dying for me to lose
I'ma mood, yeah I'm out here 'cause I got a lot to prove
To the moon, it ain't nothing I could swoon
I'm the realest in the room
Like the mafia how we move
Oh you ain't introduced?
Let me learn you some
Ay, California, hot boy, got it burning up
Like Serena when I'm serving up
They throwing shots not the Moderna one, free Fo
When he home, we gon' turn 'em up
Ay, yeah, yeah I got more dollars than I got mentions
I don't care how bad she is, I am not tricking
I could own a Popeye's, how I got chicken

One, two, what it do?
I'm turnt up, I ain't trying to be rude
Three, four, what it's for?
Wanna see you shake a little more
Five, six, don't quit
Imagine how she do it on a dick
Seven, eight, think straight
Do it for me, you ain't gotta meditate