Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stunt 101, artist - Young Buck. Album song Greatest Hits, Vol. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 30.11.2017
Record label: Interscope, Legacy
Song language: English
Stunt 101 |
| I’ll teach you how to stunt |
| My wrists stay rocked up My TV’s pop up in a Maybach benz |
| I’ll teach you how to stunt |
| Nigga you can’t see me My bently GT got smoke gray tints |
| I’ll teach you how to stunt |
| My neck stay blinging, my rims stay gleaming, I’m shining man |
| I’ll teach you how to stunt |
| I see you scheming, nigga keep on dreaming, I hurt ya mans |
| I’ll teach you how to stunt |
| Seven series BM, Six series benz |
| Twenty-four inches, Giovanni rims |
| R1 one wheel when I’m on one of them |
| Ma, that boy out there actin a fool that’s him |
| They say I’ve changed man, I’m getting paper, I’m flashy |
| They like me better when I’m fucked up and ashy |
| My royalty check’s the rebirth of Liberace |
| Stunt so hard, everybody got to watch me And I don’t really care if it’s platinum or white gold |
| As long as the VS bling, look at that light show |
| In the hood they say Fifty man your sneaker look white yo Just can’t believe Reebok did a deal with a psycho |
| Banks is a sure thing, yall niggaz might blow |
| I’m fittin to drop that, so I suggest you lay low |
| Buc, he from Cashville, Tenneckee nigga |
| Getting them ten of keys, save ten for me nigga |
| I’m sensing a lot of tension now that I’m rappin |
| But the kids used to look up to you, what happened? |
| Me on the contrary, hand covered with platinum |
| Different color coupes but I’m in love with the black one |
| On point, cuz you get R.I.P.'s when slacking |
| So the stashbox big enough to squeeze the mack in Yeah, I’m fairly new but I demand some respect |
| Cuz I already wear your advance on my neck |
| I’m fresh off the jet, then I breeze to the beaches |
| Blue yankee fitted, G-Unit sneakers |
| I already figured out what to do with all my features |
| Decorate the basement, full of street sweepers |
| When it comes to stuntin’theres nothing you can teach us We’re in a different time zone, your records don’t reach us Naww, I ain’t here to save the world, just roll up a blunt |
| Come with me out front, I’LL TEACH YOU HOW TO STUNT |
| Chain so icy, you don’t have to like me In a throwback jersey, with the throwback nikes |
| I know you probably seen me with Cash Money from back in the days |
| The only thing changed is the numbers on the range |
| I bought me an old school and blew out the brains |
| The Roc the Mic tour, I threw off my chain |
| My sprewell’s spinning man, I’m doing my thing |
| And whodi now in trouble now that you in the game |
| Come on now, we all know gold is getting old |
| The ice in my teeth keep the crystal cold |
| G-Unit homie, actin’like yall don’t know |
| Look, I can’t even walk through the mall no more |
| I just pull up, get out, and get all the hoes |
| They never seen doors lift up on a car before |
| Don’t be mad at me dog, that’s all I know |
| That’s how to show these fougaisies how it’s supposed to go |