WIZ KHALIFA

WIZ KHALIFA - Stuntin'

rate me

Yea, you already know,

When I walk the fuck by

You can’t act like I ain't the fliest thing you ever seen in your whole entire muthafuckin sorry ass life

Chorus:

You can’t say I’m not the freshest niggga’ you ever seen

Keep a couple grand nothin’ less in my jeans

That's probably why yo b-tch keep ringin' my phone

When I pull up she can’t leave me alone

Lil' homie I grind, no sleep

I’m good in the hood everybody know me

I got my truck on blast

Hear me when I roll through

Stuntin' like a young n-gga supposed to

Stunt'n like I'm supposed to

Ridin' with my hat cocked back

Smokin' something good 3 blunts and I’m smacked out

All city on smash, game on padlock

26 inch rims throw 'em on the matchbox

6 bad hoes man I can’t choose one

3 cell phones I just can’t use one

You see how often I spit

You just off bread hun

This the shit they can’t do young

Talk fly if you look 'em in the air

Too young, you wonder where I got these Gucci pair of shoes from

A lot of yall mad

To me it’s just funny

I see why yall hatin man the hoes just love me

And you know I’m gettin' shhh

F-ck it I ain’t gotta say it

The tab taken care of n-gga I ain’t gotta pay it

Yea, I’m all day with it, year round

I bet if you was here now

Chorus:

You can’t say I’m not the freshest n-gga you ever seen

Keep a couple grand nothin less in my jeans

That’s probably why yo b-tch keep ringin' my phone

When I pull up she can’t leave me alone

Lil' homie I grind, no sleep

I’m good in the hood everybody know me

I got my truck on blast

Hear me when I roll through

Stunt'n like a young n-gga supposed to

Got a fat knot, blunt rolled up

me I ride clean

neck froze up

bad b-tch on the side

my n-ggas all rich

foreign whips is what they drive

yea, I smell like Gucci and big money too

see them guys with me? they gettin' money too

ride 22's and got heat so

if a n-gga try me you a big prob you runnin' into

I smoke a lot need blunt or 2

at a time whole pounds I be runnin' through

yea, I got a dime b-tch coming through

cuz I pimp like I'm supoosed to

wonder how I get it like this, I could show you

it’s all leather in the whip when I roll through

this year I'm a get shit cleared

take a look at this kid

Chorus:

You can’t say I'm not the freshest n-gga you ever seen

Keep a couple grand nothin less in my jeans

Thats probably why yo b-tch keep ringin' my phone

When I pull up she can’t leave me alone

Lil' homie I grind, no sleep

Im good in the hood everybody know me

I got my truck on blast

Hear me when I roll through

Stunt'n like a young n-gga supposed to

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Thanks to Iulia

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