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Birdman

Genres: Hip-Hop

Born Stunna Lyrics - Birdman

(Mmmmaybach Music) 

I'm a born stunna 

(Mmmmaybach Music) 

Huh, born stunna 

 

Money money money money money bags 

Money money money bags 

Money money money bags 

Money money money bags 

 

Born stunna, born stunna 

Flip a hundred keys just to ball all summer 

Born stunna, born stunna 

I put a hundred karats in the Cartier mama 

Born stunna, she's a born stunna 

Mercedes coup for the missus if she's a born stunna 

Born stunna, born stunna 

Stack a hundred mill and another hundred comin' 

 

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Born stuntin', rap huntin' 

Flock a hundred of them things for them cheat numbus 

Ride numbus, head huntin' 

Hit the mall with my bitch and blow another hunid 

Red flaggin', poppin' red bottles 

I'm talkin' big faces, money and the power 

Sway linin', with my man in it 

Birdman, bitch and I've been kickin' 

Yea, so my baby want a new wheel 

Pearl white, stay fresh on that new shit 

You dig? Born hustlin' on that money shit 

Ya feel? Blowin' mills, big jewels bitch 

 

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Born stunna, born stunna 

Flip a hundred keys just to ball all summer 

Born stunna, born stunna 

I put a hundred karats in the Cartier mama 

Born stunna, she's a born stunna 

Mercedes coup for the missus if she's a born stunna 

Born stunna, born stunna 

Stack a hundred mill and another hundred comin' 

 

Money money money money money bags 

Money money money bags 

Money money money bags 

Money money money bags 

 

Yea, a lot a lot of money bags 

The money in the garbage can 

Strapped up tight with a hundred bags 

Money filthy bitch, we in the money lair 

See, we shinin' like the money can 

Since the money came, bitch we throw the money fan 

Yea, YMCMG 

Loto jacked in the hustle since I hit the streets 

2-50 on the new piece 

New condo, 20.000 square feet 

Ballin', uptown suicide 

Born stuntin', strapped how we livin' fine 

 

Born stunna, born stunna 

Flip a hundred keys just to ball all summer 

Born stunna, born stunna 

I put a hundred karats in the Cartier mama 

Born stunna, she's a born stunna 

Mercedes coup for the missus if she's a born stunna 

Born stunna, born stunna 

Stack a hundred mill and another hundred comin' 

 

Money money money money money bags 

Money money money bags 

Money money money bags 

Money money money bags 

 

Cash money, money stacks 

Been grindin' since the lineage with that cromag 

Fifty whip sittin' right in front of that 

Ocean view, top floor, blew a hundred racks 

G5'in with them chandeliers 

Checker floors, tattoo tears 

Uptown n-gga on the battle field 

Maybach relaxin' on them cop heels 

Candy coated, a Harley Davis 

Stuntin' on them n-ggas like the old baby 

Bad bitch, matchin' Gucci bikes 

My sun lit, we live a high life 

 

Born stunna, born stunna 

Flip a hundred keys just to ball all summer 

Born stunna, born stunna 

I put a hundred karats in the Cartier mama 

Born stunna, she's a born stunna 

Mercedes coup for the missus if she's a born stunna 

Born stunna, born stunna 

Stack a hundred mill and another hundred comin' 

 

Money money money money money bags 

Money money money bags 

Money money money bags 

Money money money bags 

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