Juicy J & Lex Luger
Stunna’s Do
[Intro: Juicy J]
Get up bitch, get up bitch, get up bitch, get up
Get up bitch, get up bitch, get up bitch, get up
Get up bitch, get up bitch, get up bitch, get up
Get up bitch, get up bitch, get up bitch, get up

[Pre-Chorus: Juicy J]
Juicy J be poppin', ya'll n***as watchin'
I be smoked out in the Jag and the Charger
Juicy pull up watch your hoes start jockin'
Don't be mad at me cause your mixtape floppin'

[Chorus: Billy Wes]
And you see how I'm rockin, and this the shit that a stunna do
And you see I ain't stoppin, and this the shit that a stunna do
And you see me with money, and this the shit that a stunna do
Rubba' bands full of hundreds, and this the shit that a stunna do

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Bitches on my dick mane, bouncin' on that shit
Like a pogo stick mang, cause I'm filthy rich
Jewelry game insane, diamonds glistenin'
And you know I make it rain, I'm known for drizzelin'
I smoke the best weed, then the ecstasy begin
With some orange juice, black chicks, & mexicans
I got some barbie bitches, yea I'm next to Ken
Nut all on their backs slap that cape on
Superman that ho
[Pre-Chorus: Juicy J]
Juicy J be poppin', ya'll n***as watchin'
I be smoked out in the Jag and the Charger
Juicy pull up watch your hoes start jockin'
Don't be mad at me cause your mixtape floppin'

[Chorus: Billy Wes]
And you see how I'm rockin, and this the shit that a stunna do
And you see I ain't stoppin, and this the shit that a stunna do
And you see me with money, and this the shit that a stunna do
Rubba' bands full of hundreds, and this the shit that a stunna do


[Verse 2: Billy Wes]
Oh oh oh I ain't steppin' on no toes
I'm the true definition of mister steal your ho ho ho - ha ha ha ha
I be killin' all these haters, when I pull up in the stretch
I'm a let my full of paper
I ain't scared of nobody, got my goons on deck
They ain't fuck with no karate, they be packin' them tecs
I'm a smooth operator when it comes to this real shit
Mexicans, persians, even taylor swift shit

[Pre-Chorus: Juicy J]
Juicy J be poppin', ya'll n***as watchin'
I be smoked out in the Jag and the Charger
Juicy pull up watch your hoes start jockin'
Don't be mad at me cause your mixtape floppin'
[Chorus: Billy Wes]
And you see how I'm rockin, and this the shit that a stunna do
And you see I ain't stoppin, and this the shit that a stunna do
And you see me with money, and this the shit that a stunna do
Rubba' bands full of hundreds, and this the shit that a stunna do