Stuntastic Lyrics - I Got That Work - Big Tymers

(B.G.) 

What's happenin', nigga 

B.Geezy, Baby, Mannie Fresh, nigga 

Big Tymers, nigga 

You know we be stun'n our ass off, ya heard me 

(Bling, -ling, -ling) 

You know me and my clique stand out 

It's bling-a-ling every time we stick our hand out 

Eyes can't take it - motherfuckers turn they head around 

I gotta laugh 'cause the neck, too, look like a glass house 

Man, that ice the motherfucker 

Don't forget the whip - twenty-inches and TV's 

Navigation system, Dreamcast, all in the Bentley 

Everyday of the week I be jumpin' in somethin' different 

Bikes, Lexus Trucks - everyday I be switchin' 

My big round, Baby, taught me how to lay my stunt down 

Come 'round the corner once, leave, switch up, come back around 

You know how it go down on a Sunday uptown 

Wrist hangin' out the window of the Jag with the top down 

Later on that evenin', corner pocket off the chain 

But I advise you: don't come around without that thing 

'Cause them vultures be out and believe they be jackin' 

But they know I'm a made nigga - I still be stuntastic 

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(Hook - 2x (B.G.) 

It's stuntastic 

Straight out the plastic 

If they got drastic 

Big Tymers is off the heezy 

It's ballerific 

Cash Money gifted 

It's very hard to look at them princess cuts 'cause they be glistenin' 

(Baby) 

I ride top-notch shit, nigga, all the hot shit 

On a Sunday I pull out all my drop-top shit 

I be stun'n 

Step in the club and buy the vault 

I know them hoes be lookin' - that's why I play this game raw 

It's just in me to be the nigga that I be 

Call me Atrice, call me Bryan, Bubble, or B. 

You know who I am 

You know Cash Money my fam' 

Who else could it be with me and Geezy spinnin' that Lam' 

Rockin' that ice, poppin' that cham' 

Jumpin' out in front a warehouse dressed in Hot Boy wear 

Glock on my side - you know we ain't gettin' checked at the door 

Get outta line, we leave a nigga brains on the dance floor 

Back to the coffee cup and drop the ice 

Shake it up 

When it come out, it's gon' fuck your eyes up 

Like I said last time: I don't need no introduction 

I'm the number-one when it come down to the stun'n 

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(Hook - 2x (B.G.) 

It's stuntastic 

Straight out the plastic 

If they got drastic 

Big Tymers is off the heezy 

It's ballerific 

Cash Money gifted 

It's very hard to look at these princess cuts 'cause they be glistenin' 

(Mannie Fresh) 

Lil' one, I been paid 

Two-thousand-ten escalade 

Did I tell you how the seats made 

Crocodile and mink suede 

I touch y'all niggas' arms with candy-coated choppers 

I fed these hoes fettuccini while you was feedin' 'em whoppers 

I could take the ugliest bitch and turn her into somethin' 

And take a whack-ass track and have that bitch bumpin' 

Nigga, Liberacci ain't got nothin' on me 

I got one diamond, and one ring bigger than your whole future, g 

Shorty, you ain't heard the news? I'm ridin' on twenty-twos 

I take the groom bride and give that hoe the blues 

My neck on another level 

My life on another level 

Alright, you got a Benz - and, nigga, I'm pushin' the space shuttle 

Bitch, please 

My bank account Hercules 

(B.G.) 

It's, zero, zero, zero, comma, zero, (comma), 

stop (stop), freeze (freeze) 

(Mannie Fresh) 

Whatever you got, lil' daddy, believe me - I been had it 

It's just in my life and my nature and my way to be stuntastic 

(Hook - 3x (B.G.) 

It's stuntastic 

Straight out the plastic 

If they got drastic 

Big Tymers is off the heezy 

It's ballerific 

Cash Money gifted 

It's very hard to look at these princess cuts 'cause they be glistenin' 

(B.G.) 

Nigga, 

We ballerific and stuntastic, ya heard me 

Baby, Mannie Fresh, B.Geezy 

You dig 

Stun'n 'til we can't stunt no motherfuckin' more, nigga 

Reppin' 'til we can't rep no motherfuckin' more, nigga 

Huntin' 'til we can't hunt no motherfuckin' more, nigga 

From Lamborghinis to Bentley's to Ferrari's to Jaguars to Hummers 

To whatever you got - we got it and then some 

Ya heard me 

From princess cuts to baguettes 

to whatever kind of diamonds they got, we got it, nigga 

It don't stop, ya heard me 

Cash Money, nigga, got the rap game on lock 

How you love that 

Baby, Mannie Fresh - they got that work, nigga 

And I got that pistol under my shirt, nigga 

Yeah slip up if you want 

You get put sixty feet under the dirt, nigga 

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