dew baby - stuntin on em lyrics
[hook]
i be flexing on these b-tches, i be stunting on these n-gg-s
smoking all this loud, f-ck my haters i don’t hear them
she ask me what i’m doing, b-tch i’m tryina make a killing
bout to turn up on these n-gg-s, stack my money to the ceiling
i just flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt
i just flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt
oh, oh, i be counting endless, i love my wariness
i’m getting money on the stoop, i call that bandits
i be blowing on this dope, you know sh-t tremendous
her head is in my lap while i grab her extensions
and we don’t stand in line, n-body waits around
and all my n-gg-s fresh, don’t see no waste around
i’m bad, all these bullets landing, we don’t waist around
straight shots, no patron,
who want to taste a round?
and ditas, i’m a gator, i be stunting on the hater
blowing trees, getting paper, tell that b-tch to see you later
she suck me like a vac, you know meet me in the bathroom
i be catching neverless, you n-gg-s in my cl-ssroom
you n-gg-s tryina get me, kinda hard to hit me
cause i blow my nose with hunneds and i wipe my -ss with fifties
catch me at the table dropping bottles in the club
blowing loud everywhere, n-gg- we don’t give a f-ck
[hook]
i be flexing on these b-tches, i be stunting on these n-gg-s
smoking all this loud, f-ck my haters i don’t hear them
she ask me what i’m doing, b-tch i’m tryina make a killing
bout to turn up on these n-gg-s, stack my money to the ceiling
i just flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt
i just flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt
they said cannon what you doing, i say b-tch i’m stunting
she asked me where i’ve been, i say getting to this money
keep that 40 in my jeans, 30 for your team
what you mean? b-tch i’m balling like i’m tryina win the ring
i finesse right, check, i flex right, check
my connect from up town he got the best white
a laser show i guess that’s what my neck like
and we trained to go, my n-gg-s got them tecs right
ok, ecstasy or specialty, no coughing or arresting me
on her knees praying to that d-ck, i call it blessing me
no one would do baby sb they say they mess with me
she blow me then i leave her, put a child call it destiny
rolling, these b-tches rolling, like they got motors
smoking and blowing loud, she love the aroma
i’m toking, my n-gg-s holding,
don’t make them blow you
i’m flexing and i’m stunting, i ain’t talk about aerobics
[hook]
i be flexing on these b-tches, i be stunting on these n-gg-s
smoking all this loud, f-ck my haters i don’t hear them
she ask me what i’m doing, b-tch i’m tryina make a killing
bout to turn up on these n-gg-s, stack my money to the ceiling
i just flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt
i just flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt, flex, flex, stunt, stunt.
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