gucci mane - stunting ain't nuthin lyrics
[intro: slim jxmmi & young dolph]
yah, ya dig? (yeah)
uncle jim (dolph!)
ayy (it’s just a whole lot of money)
[chorus: slim jxmmi]
n-gg- please, you ain’t got as much guap as me
you don’t wanna go dollar for dollar
you don’t wanna go bottle for bottle
you don’t wanna go b-tch for b-tch
’cause all i ever f-ck with is models (yeah)
i’m a motherf-cking player, my n-gg- (player)
if she bad, i’ma slay her my n-gg-, yeah
stunting ain’t nothin’ to me (ain’t nothin’)
pimping ain’t nothin’ to me (ain’t nothin’)
balling ain’t nothin’ to me (ain’t nothin’)
popping bottles, that ain’t nothing to me (ain’t nothin’)
driving foreign cars ain’t nothin’ to me
that ain’t nothin’ to me (i’m stunting, yeah)
stunting ain’t nothin’ to me
look at this sh-t, it ain’t nothin’ to me (ayy)
[verse 1: slim jxmmi]
you don’t even know what i’ma do
when i’m in the zoo looking at the zebras (ayy)
all these hoes, they some f-cking cheetahs (ayy)
uh-huh, they some f-cking cheetahs (ayy)
throwed off, n-gg- on the reefah
i’ve been drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking (henny)
hennesy going all through my system
don’t let your b-tch be a victim
these n-gg-s looking sad (ayy)
i’m running round with bags (rich n-gg-)
i’m into popping tags (what)
i ain’t even got your brand (brand)
money talk for me
i’ma do the money walk down the street
i’ma do the money walk down hollywood
leave my name on hollywood, n-gg- (uncle jxmmi)
your pockets looking brittle (what)
you a rat, stuart little (get away from me)
ten thousand dollar outfit
she can tell i’m a rich n-gg- (bow)
came out my momma like a boss
got these hoes singing diana ross (huh)
making big moves constantly
ea need to sponsor me (2k)
swagged up, can’t take it off of me
eardrummers, we a d-mn monopoly
i remember i ain’t have a pot to pee
nowadays i’m everywhere the guala be (yea)
when i follow b-tch you gotta swallow me (swallow)
i ain’t tricking b-tch, it ain’t halloween (nah)
we can’t kick it b-tch ain’t no soccer team
i don’t wanna talk, i ain’t socrates
[chorus: slim jxmmi]
n-gg- please, you ain’t got as much guap as me
you don’t wanna go dollar for dollar
you don’t wanna go bottle for bottle
you don’t wanna go b-tch for b-tch
’cause all i ever f-ck with is models (yeah)
i’m a motherf-cking player, my n-gg- (player)
if she bad, i’ma slay her my n-gg-, yeah
stunting ain’t nothin’ to me (ain’t nothin’)
pimping ain’t nothin’ to me (ain’t nothin’)
balling ain’t nothin’ to me (ain’t nothin’)
popping bottles, that ain’t nothing to me (ain’t nothin’)
driving foreign cars ain’t nothin’ to me
that ain’t nothin’ to me (i’m stunting, yeah)
stunting ain’t nothin’ to me
look at this sh-t, it ain’t nothin’ to me (ayy)
[verse 2: gucci mane]
(huh) stuntin’ ain’t really nothing
i walk like a jack in a box, i hop out the drop
don’t leave it to beaver, just leave it to me
gucci mane making two million a week
gucci earrings two hundred a pop
i cop when i shop, i don’t know how to lease
running like i don’t even know how to sleep
(know how to sleep, know how to sleep)
you remind me of my bentley gt
on magic on monday, i throw up the money
i’m a man crush every day of the week
i’ma ball hard like it’s super bowl sunday
a fool with the chewing, she chewing the d
what in the h-ll is she doing to me?
swv got me weak in the knees
give her the trophy, the throat of the week
gucci the goat, got my foot on a throat
and my feet on the wood like i play in the league
criss-crossing the country like crossing the skreet
and i feel like the pope, all these crosses on me
if you still selling dope then i’m giving you hope
’cause ain’t none of them getting more money than me
i’ma keep giving them something to see
honestly, none of them f-cking with me
(it’s gucci!)
[chorus: slim jxmmi]
n-gg- please, you ain’t got as much guap as me
you don’t wanna go dollar for dollar
you don’t wanna go bottle for bottle
you don’t wanna go b-tch for b-tch
’cause all i ever f-ck with is models (yeah)
i’m a motherf-cking player, my n-gg- (player)
if she bad, i’ma slay her my n-gg-, yeah
stunting ain’t nothin’ to me (ain’t nothin’)
pimping ain’t nothin’ to me (ain’t nothin’)
balling ain’t nothin’ to me (ain’t nothin’)
popping bottles, that ain’t nothing to me (ain’t nothin’)
driving foreign cars ain’t nothin’ to me
that ain’t nothin’ to me (i’m stunting, yeah)
stunting ain’t nothin’ to me
look at this sh-t, it ain’t nothin’ to me (ayy)
[verse 3: young dolph]
nah, that ain’t nothing to me
boy, i get money in my sleep
buy a new car every week
get a new b-tch everyday, ayy
f-ck what you heard, f-ck what you say
send them hitters where you stay
you don’t wanna go shooter for shooter
you don’t wanna go million for million
you don’t wanna go b-tch for b-tch
i got b-tches in hawaii (yeah)
i got b-tches down in houston
some millionaires and some boosting
might call your b-tch to make a movie
and you know it’s x rated
like you know my weed strong
and this sprite i’m drinking medicated
break out the dice, let’s shoot (let’s shoot)
i’m selfish, i only buy coupes (coupes)
told a b-tch to bring one friend
hardheaded -ss b-tch brought two
look one of them in the eye, said
“i already f-cked you, why she brought you?”
i’m a player, these b-tches, they love me
in the club p-ssing out bubbly (just take that)
b-tch, i’m the sh-t like ruffin (david)
can’t a n-gg- tell me nothing (it’s dolph)
i’m out in hollywood drugging (drugging)
young n-gg- paid and thugging (yeah)
dolce gabbana tuxedo (ha)
trap n-gg- like nino (brown)
just had a bad b-tch trio
one mexican and one creole (ha)
[chorus: slim jxmmi]
n-gg- please, you ain’t got as much guap as me
you don’t wanna go dollar for dollar
you don’t wanna go bottle for bottle
you don’t wanna go b-tch for b-tch
’cause all i ever f-ck with is models (yeah)
i’m a motherf-cking player, my n-gg- (player)
if she bad, i’ma slay her my n-gg-, yeah
stunting ain’t nothin’ to me (ain’t nothin’)
pimping ain’t nothin’ to me (ain’t nothin’)
balling ain’t nothin’ to me (ain’t nothin’)
popping bottles, that ain’t nothing to me (ain’t nothin’)
driving foreign cars ain’t nothin’ to me
that ain’t nothin’ to me (i’m stunting, yeah)
stunting ain’t nothin’ to me
look at this sh-t, it ain’t nothin’ to me (ayy)
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