Let Us Stunt Lyrics

[Baby {talking}]

I got that work

(For sure)

I got that work, nigga

Hustle - death if you hustle with us

(I'll front ya, boy)

'Cause I'ma put that work on your life, lil' one

({too low to hear} if you're shined out with a nigga)

It ain't no secret

[Baby]

I'm that nigga, Baby

But my niggas, they call me Atrice

Every bitch I fuck gotta be above average

On another level, nigga - millionaire status

Just bought two mansions: one in Florida, one in Dallas

I'm a boss nigga

Buy whatever, don't give a fuck 'bout the cost, nigga

I like to floss, nigga

It ain't no secret: I'm the number-one stuntman

You come at me wrong, you'll be in the trunk, man

I'm a O.G. shot caller - Big Tymer

Cadillac, Hummer, Jaguar, Benz driver

Thirty-six-ounces-in-the-glove-compartment hider

[B.G.]

Don't test the water - look, believe B.'ll ride

[Baby]

Nigga, I'm a millionaire

Tote two guns 'cause I've been there

Lil' wodie, you don't wanna go there

I'm fuckin' all these hoes

[Mannie Fresh]

Y'all better believe!

[Baby]

And I'm tellin' the next rappin' bitch what's up my sleeve, wodie

[Hook (Turk)]

Bitches say we stunt too much (much)

It's okay 'cause we can back it up (up)

Know you gon' let us do what we do (do)

Rock our Rolie, ride drop-tops, too (too)

[B.G.]

(Look, look, it's a- it's a- a checkmate, checkmate)

Ain't it a bitch how I be stun'n - I know, but I can do that

I pull up, top down on a Prowler, they be like, "Who that?"

Common sense should tell 'em it gotta be a H.B.

'Cause don't nobody stunt like them niggas from CMB

Baby had me reppin' since I was in the sixth grade

'Cause niggas wonder how I'm eighteen and already made

I done been through it - from bustin' heads to doin' time

Now I'm on that level to where I got the right to shine

Me and my clique hit the scene - Ree's, jeans, and T's
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Wrist, neck, and ears just shoutin' *bling*bling*

We be thuggin' to the fullest - stay handlin' hoes

'Cause all of 'em the same: straight scandalous hoes

I ain't trippin' - they can ride in the whip with a nigga

But put your head down and donate your lips to a nigga

Tossin' bitches is a hobby 'cause me and my niggas share

Gotta respect that's the life for this Cash Money Millionaire

[Hook (Turk)]

[Mannie Fresh]

(What, what, what)

I know y'all sayin', "Look here - what the fuck is that?"

A Space Shuttle, lil' daddy - made by Cadillac

Take that other shit out, and put Corinthian leather

Put a sun-roof top for sun-roof weather

They go, "Whooooo!", when I fly by they shit

They go, "Oooooh!", you diggity? Just don't quit

I like 'em one short, one tall, one a doll

I like 'em on their head in the bed against the wall

Turbo-charged dick slinger...

...pussy banger

...pain-bringer

Nasty in-and-out finger

See that girl that you're with - I did that shit

Any girl that you get, I'ma hit that bitch

Last year: helicopter playa - hello

This year: plushed-out, pimped-out Space Shuttle

You like gorgeous Lovely, I know you do

And if you're a real hot girl you'll let me fuck your crew

For real, though

[Hook 2x (Turk)]

[Turk]

Let us do what we do, let us do what we do

Let us do what we do, let us do what we do

Let us do what we do, let us do what we do

(Let us-)

What, nigga?

Let us do what we do

[Big Tymers:] B-3, Mannie Fresh

B.G.

Hot Boys

Cash Money

Juvie, Lil' Wheezy

Suga Slim and his bitch

[Lil' Turk]

(Nigga)

CMR-a Millionaires, ya heard me

How ya lovin' that?

Nigga, how ya lovin' that?

Nigga, now how ya lovin' that?

Big Tymers Let Us Stunt