Stuntin' Like My Daddy

Vrooom on a Yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
What I'm doing? Getting money
What we doing? Getting money
What they doing? Hating on us
But they never cross
Cash Money still a 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 stunner, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy

Bitch, I'm paid
That's all I gotta say
Can't see you, lil' nigga
The money in the way
And I'm, I'm sittin' high, a gangsta ride blades
If you ain't gon' ride fly, then you might as well hate
Shit, I gotta eat... yeah, even though I ate
It ain't my birthday, but I got my name on the cake
(Shit) Believe that, if ya mans wanna play
I'ma fuck around and put that boy brains on the table
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 throwin' shots back at 'em
Your bitch on my pipe, and she like a crack addict
And she saw me cookin' eggs and she thought I was back at it
I grab the keys, ho, I gotta go
I got my motorcycle jacket and my motorcycle loafs

Vrooom on a Yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
What I'm doing? Getting money
What we doing? Getting money
What they doing? Hating on us
But they never cross
Cash Money still a 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 stunner, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy

'98s, 45 paper plates
Ten the whole thang, big money, heavyweight
A hundred stacks, spent fifty on a Caddy
Twenty-five on the pinky, bought a pound of blow and bounced back
Matching grills, big houses on the hill
Got them hoes in the kitchen all cookin', paying bills
On Stunna Island, dollar after dollar
Flippin' chickens, gettin' tickets, want the money and the power
Born stunna, Uptown hunter
Third Ward Gs, nigga been about money
Ice chunks, Birdman red monkeys
White tees on them chromed-out eleven hundreds
You know we shine every summer, we grind every summer
And this is how we spend money
You see them Bentleys and them Lambs
Them ounces and them grams — bitch, we was born hustlers

Vrooom on a Yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
What I'm doing? Getting money
What we doing? Getting money
What they doing? Hating on us
But they never cross
Cash Money still a 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 stunner, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy

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 the trigger like a hairpin
Big work, we don't need scale, man
Big paper, say "good morning" to the mailman
What you know 'bout puttin' bricks in the spare, man?
I can stuff a coupe like a motherfuckin' caravan
I'm in my zone, my form is so rare, man
If there's a throne, you're lookin' at the chairman
How you want it? Show me my opponent... show me my opponent
I'm still ballin', a bullet gotta get me
And I've never been a pussy 'cause my hood never let me
A made nigga, got made niggas with me
I am a motorcycle boy, so I'm about to pop a wheelie

Vrooom on a Yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
What I'm doing? Getting money
What we doing? Getting money
What they doing? Hating on us
But they never cross
Cash Money still a 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 stunner, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy

Vrooom on a Yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
Vrooom on a Yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
Vrooom vrooom on a Yamaha, chromed out eleven hundred
Cash Money still a company, and bitch, I'm the boss