[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       (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       (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    CMR-a, Hot Boys, Cash Money