Vroom on the 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 the 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 Stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
Yeah, bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
Can't see you little niggas, the money in the way, and I'm
I'm sitting high, a gangsta ride blades
And if you ain't gon' ride fly, then you might as well hate, shit
I gotta eat, yeah, even though I ate
No, it ain't my birthday, but I got my name on that cake, shit
Believe that, and if your mans wan' play
Then I'ma f*ck around and put that boy's brains on the gate
Ayy, pick 'em up, f*ck 'em, let 'em lay
Where I'm from, we see a f*ckin' dead body every day
That's Uptown, throw a stack at 'em
Make a song about me, I'm throwing shots back at 'em (bop-bop)
Your bitch on my pipe, she like a crack addict
And, she saw me cooking eggs, she thought I was back at it, yeah
I grab my keys, "Ho, I gotta go"
Got my motorcycle jacket and my motorcycle locs
Vroom on the 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 the 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 Stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
Shawty, 98s, 45 paper plates
Tint the whole thang, big money heavyweight
A hundred stacks, spend 50 on a Caddy
25 on the pinky
Bought a pound of blow and bounced back (bounced back)
Matching grills, big houses on the hills
Got them hoes in the kitchen
All cooking, paying bills (paying bills)
I start to holler, dollar after dollar (Yeah)
Flipping chickens, getting tickets
Want the money and the power (money and the power)
Born stuntin', Uptown hunter (Yeah)
Third Ward G, nigga, been about money (been about money)
Ice chunky, Birdman, red monkeys
White Ts on them chromed-out eleven-hundreds
You know we shine every summer (shine)
We grind every summer
And this is how we spend money (how we spend money)
You see them Bentleys and them Lams?
Them ounces and them grams? Bitch, we was born hustlin'
Vroom on the 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 the 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 Stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
Yeah, when I was 16, I bought my first Mercedes-Benz
I must've f*cked a thousand bitches and her girlfriends
White leather, hot new pair of rims
Brand new pistol with a trigger like a hairpin
Big work, we don't need a scale, man
Big paper, say "Good morning" to the mailman
What you know about putting bricks in the spare, man?
I can stuff the coupe like a motherf*cking caravan
I'm in my zone, my form is so rare, man
If there's a throne, you looking 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 never been a pussy 'cause my hood'll never let me, yeah
A made nigga, got made niggas with me
I'm a motorcycle boy, so I'm about to park the Bentley
Vroom on the 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 the 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 Stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hundred
Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven
Vroom-vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hu-
Cash Money still the company, and bitch, I'm the boss
Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hundred
Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hundred
Vroom-vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hu-
Cash Money still the company, and bitch, I'm the boss
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Vroom on the 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 the 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 Stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
Yeah, bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
Can't see you little niggas, the money in the way, and I'm
I'm sitting high, a gangsta ride blades
And if you ain't gon' ride fly, then you might as well hate, shit
I gotta eat, yeah, even though I ate
No, it ain't my birthday, but I got my name on that cake, shit
Believe that, and if your mans wan' play
Then I'ma f*ck around and put that boy's brains on the gate
Ayy, pick 'em up, f*ck 'em, let 'em lay
Where I'm from, we see a f*ckin' dead body every day
That's Uptown, throw a stack at 'em
Make a song about me, I'm throwing shots back at 'em (bop-bop)
Your bitch on my pipe, she like a crack addict
And, she saw me cooking eggs, she thought I was back at it, yeah
I grab my keys, "Ho, I gotta go"
Got my motorcycle jacket and my motorcycle locs
Vroom on the 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 the 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 Stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
Shawty, 98s, 45 paper plates
Tint the whole thang, big money heavyweight
A hundred stacks, spend 50 on a Caddy
25 on the pinky
Bought a pound of blow and bounced back (bounced back)
Matching grills, big houses on the hills
Got them hoes in the kitchen
All cooking, paying bills (paying bills)
I start to holler, dollar after dollar (Yeah)
Flipping chickens, getting tickets
Want the money and the power (money and the power)
Born stuntin', Uptown hunter (Yeah)
Third Ward G, nigga, been about money (been about money)
Ice chunky, Birdman, red monkeys
White Ts on them chromed-out eleven-hundreds
You know we shine every summer (shine)
We grind every summer
And this is how we spend money (how we spend money)
You see them Bentleys and them Lams?
Them ounces and them grams? Bitch, we was born hustlin'
Vroom on the 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 the 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 Stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
Yeah, when I was 16, I bought my first Mercedes-Benz
I must've f*cked a thousand bitches and her girlfriends
White leather, hot new pair of rims
Brand new pistol with a trigger like a hairpin
Big work, we don't need a scale, man
Big paper, say "Good morning" to the mailman
What you know about putting bricks in the spare, man?
I can stuff the coupe like a motherf*cking caravan
I'm in my zone, my form is so rare, man
If there's a throne, you looking 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 never been a pussy 'cause my hood'll never let me, yeah
A made nigga, got made niggas with me
I'm a motorcycle boy, so I'm about to park the Bentley
Vroom on the 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 the 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 Stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hundred
Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven
Vroom-vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hu-
Cash Money still the company, and bitch, I'm the boss
Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hundred
Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hundred
Vroom-vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hu-
Cash Money still the company, and bitch, I'm the boss
What I'm doing? (Getting money)
What we doing? (Getting money)
What they doing? (Hating on us) But they never cross
(Cash Money still the 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 Stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
Yeah, bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
Can't see you little niggas, the money in the way, and I'm
I'm sitting high, a gangsta ride blades
And if you ain't gon' ride fly, then you might as well hate, shit
I gotta eat, yeah, even though I ate
No, it ain't my birthday, but I got my name on that cake, shit
Believe that, and if your mans wan' play
Then I'ma f*ck around and put that boy's brains on the gate
Ayy, pick 'em up, f*ck 'em, let 'em lay
Where I'm from, we see a f*ckin' dead body every day
That's Uptown, throw a stack at 'em
Make a song about me, I'm throwing shots back at 'em (bop-bop)
Your bitch on my pipe, she like a crack addict
And, she saw me cooking eggs, she thought I was back at it, yeah
I grab my keys, "Ho, I gotta go"
Got my motorcycle jacket and my motorcycle locs
Vroom on the 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 the 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 Stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
Shawty, 98s, 45 paper plates
Tint the whole thang, big money heavyweight
A hundred stacks, spend 50 on a Caddy
25 on the pinky
Bought a pound of blow and bounced back (bounced back)
Matching grills, big houses on the hills
Got them hoes in the kitchen
All cooking, paying bills (paying bills)
I start to holler, dollar after dollar (Yeah)
Flipping chickens, getting tickets
Want the money and the power (money and the power)
Born stuntin', Uptown hunter (Yeah)
Third Ward G, nigga, been about money (been about money)
Ice chunky, Birdman, red monkeys
White Ts on them chromed-out eleven-hundreds
You know we shine every summer (shine)
We grind every summer
And this is how we spend money (how we spend money)
You see them Bentleys and them Lams?
Them ounces and them grams? Bitch, we was born hustlin'
Vroom on the 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 the 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 Stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
Yeah, when I was 16, I bought my first Mercedes-Benz
I must've f*cked a thousand bitches and her girlfriends
White leather, hot new pair of rims
Brand new pistol with a trigger like a hairpin
Big work, we don't need a scale, man
Big paper, say "Good morning" to the mailman
What you know about putting bricks in the spare, man?
I can stuff the coupe like a motherf*cking caravan
I'm in my zone, my form is so rare, man
If there's a throne, you looking 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 never been a pussy 'cause my hood'll never let me, yeah
A made nigga, got made niggas with me
I'm a motorcycle boy, so I'm about to park the Bentley
Vroom on the 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 the 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 Stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hundred
Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven
Vroom-vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hu-
Cash Money still the company, and bitch, I'm the boss
Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hundred
Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hundred
Vroom-vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hu-
Cash Money still the company, and bitch, I'm the boss
Writer: Bryan Williams, Tristan Jones, Dwayne Carter
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.