BIG TYMERS #1 Stunner lyrics

Nigga can't out-stunt me when I come in these fuckin' cars
Nigga, believe that

You know me, I don't need no introduction and shit
Ride Bentleys 'round the city on buttons, ya bitch
Arm hangin', wrist blingin', just stunnin' and shit
Drop the top, block is hot, stay bumpin', ya bitch

When B. Atrice get it right, don't tangle and twist it
Hit the club every night, drunk, drinkin' that Crissy
Niggas mad, don't like it 'cause I'm bangin' they bitches
When the light hit the ice, it twankle and glistens

Baby, Brian, B., Bubba, you can call me what you feel
Hoppin' out the platinum Hummer with the platinum grill
With the platinum pieces, and the platinum chains
With the platinum watches and the platinum rings
(Platinum rings)

That shit ain't changed, still doin' my thing
Still do it for the block, nuts hang and swing
You don't know another nigga that could stunt like me
(Stunt like me)
Big Tymers representin', nigga, the U.P.T.

I'ma a hard stunnin' nigga like Evil Knievel
Jumpin' out Lex's and Hummers, showin' off for my people
I'm the number 1 stunna
What, wh-what, what?

The number 1 stunna
What, wh-what, what?
James Bond, Jackie Chan and that bitch, McGiver
Private planes, Jaguars, Bentleys and Prowlers

I'm the number 1 stunna
What, wh-what, what?
The number 1 stunna
What, wh-what, what?

All my thugs own cars, when I ride, I'm fly
We thugs, not stars, bitch, ride or die
Puttin' bricks on blocks, nigga cooked and cut
Juvy 'bout to hold the rocks, nigga, hook it up

Diamonds on my hoes' feet, when they walk, they spark
Diamonds in my fuckin' teeth, when I talk, I spark
Don't fuck around with beef, when it start, I spark
Me and my Hot Boy creeps, when it's dark, we spark

Just bought a new car and I was thinkin' 'bout a million
The motherfuckin' driver seat sittin' in the middle
Me and my son, Wheezy, got a house by the water
I'll be fuckin' bad bitches
(Bad bitches, bad bitches)

I be hittin' they daughters, I like my dick sucked fast
I like to play with them rookies
I like to fuck 'em in they ass while he beat up the pussy
I'm the number one stunna, you don't want my shit
I'ma stunt 'til I die, bitch, the shit don't quit

I'ma a hard stunnin' nigga like Evil Knievel
Jumpin' out Lex's and Hummers, showin' off for my people
I'm the number 1 stunna
What, wh-what, what?

The number 1 stunna
What, wh-what, what?
James Bond, Jackie Chan and that bitch, McGiver
Private planes, Jaguars, Bentleys and Prowlers

I'm the number 1 stunna
What, wh-what, what?
The number 1 stunna
What, wh-what, what?

Baby, pop the Crystile and shine the jewels
Get the Cadillac from [Unverified] with twenty-inch L's
Boss B., slow down in the Jag, you lost me

Slow down, Wayne, you know that's all on me

But you know how slow the new Rolls Royce be
Come on, you know how slow the new Rolls Royce be
Baby, give me the keys, give me the weed
Give me the G's, give me the Mack-10
Let me see happenin', to me, these niggas last in

What's up, Boss B.?
You ever got beef with a busta, you can call me
You know I keep a 'blucka-blucka', hit 'em all week
Give me the keys to the bubble, I'm on Wall Street
Juvenile
(Juvenile)

Baby, let me get the keys to the Rover truck
Man, let me get this beef shit over, bruh
But wait, my nigga, baby he live on chrome
My nigga, baby he get his shine on

I'ma a hard stunnin' nigga like Evil Knievel
Jumpin' out Lex's and Hummers, showin' off for my people
I'm the number 1 stunna
What, wh-what, what?

The number 1 stunna
What, wh-what, what?
James Bond, Jackie Chan and that bitch, McGiver
Private planes, Jaguars, Bentleys and Prowlers

I'm the number 1 stunna
What, wh-what, what?
The number 1 stunna
What, wh-what, what?

I'ma a hard stunnin' nigga like Evil Knievel
Jumpin' out Lex's and Hummers, showin' off for my people
I'm the number 1 stunna
What, wh-what, what?

The number 1 stunna
What, wh-what, what?
James Bond, Jackie Chan and that bitch, McGiver
Private planes, Jaguars, Bentleys and Prowlers

I'm the number 1 stunna
What, wh-what, what?
The number 1 stunna
What, wh-what, what?

Now, it's plain and simple, nigga, I ain't met a nigga yet
Could fuck with these Cash Money Hot Boys with these cars, nigga
See that new Monte Carlo, that's hot and on fire
That my dog, Fresh, had first, we got 'em on dubs

That Lexus, the new one that come out in 2001 with the frog eyes
I got that bitch on dubs
And that Yu, the new Yukon, that's bubble-eye
I got that bitch on dubs

And that Mercedes Wagon, with the kit, that's kitted out
Look like it got frog eyes, that bitch on dubs
And I got that Benz that me and my dog bought for our bitches
We got this shit here on dubs, we all drive Bentleys on dubs

I'm tryin' to put platinum eyebrows on these hoes
I just bought me a platinum football field, nigga
Ya understand? Don't fuck with me with these cars, nigga
(At all, playboy)

We the number one stunnas, nigga
(Nigga, we don't give a fuck)
Got that Viper with them rattlin stripes, with that kit
Ya understand? We ain't playin', TV's in all our shit
Believe that, playboy
(Fuck your whole hood up)