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Juvenile

"#1 Stunna"

[Intro: Baby]
For sure, playboy
n*gga can't out-stunt me when it come to these f*ckin' cars, n*gga
Believe that!

[Verse 1: Baby]
You know me, I don't need no introduction and sh*t
Ride Bentley's 'round the city on buttons, ya b*tch
Arm hangin', wrist blingin', just stun'n and sh*t
Drop the top, block is hot, stay bumpin', ya b*tch
B Atrice get it right, don't tangle and twist it
Hit the club every night, drunk, drinkin' that Crissy
n*ggas mad, don't like it cause I'm bangin' they b*tches
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)
n*gga sh*t ain't changed, still doin' my thing
Still do it for the block, nuts hang and swing
You don't know another n*gga that can stunt like me (stunt like me)
Big Tymer representin', n*gga, the U.P.T

[Chorus: Lac, Lil' Wayne, & Baby]
I'ma a hard stunin' n*gga like Evil Knievel
Jumpin' out Lex's and Hummers, showin' off for my people
I'm the number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what
The number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what
James Bond, Jackie Chan, and that b*tch MacGyver
Private planes, Jaguars, Bentley's, and Prowlers
I'm the number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
The number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?

[Verse 2: Baby & Lil Wayne]
I put dubs on cars, when I ride, I'm fly
We thugs, not stars, b*tch, ride or die
Put bricks on blocks, n*gga, cooked and cut
Juvie 'bout to hold the rocks, n*gga, hook it up
Diamonds on my hoes' feet, when they walk, they spark
Diamonds in my f*ckin' teeth, when I talk, I spark
Don't f*ck 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 spent about a million
The motherf*ckin' driver seat sittin' in the middle
Me and my son Weezy got a house by the water
I'll be f*ckin' bad b*tches (bad b*tches, bad b*tches)
I be hittin' they daughters
I like my di*k sucked fast
I like to play with them rookies
I like to f*ck 'em in they ass while he beat up the pus*y
I'm the number-one stunna, you don't want my sh*t
I'ma stunt 'til I die, b*tch, the sh*t don't quit

[Chorus: Lac, Lil' Wayne, & Baby]
I'ma a hard stunin' n*gga like Evil Knievel
Jumpin' out Lex's and Hummers, showin' off for my people
I'm the number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what
The number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what
James Bond, Jackie Chan, and that b*tch MacGyver
Private planes, Jaguars, Bentley's, and Prowlers
I'm the number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
The number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?

[Verse 3: Juvenile, Lil Wayne, & Baby]
Baby, pop the Cryst-al, and shine the jew-els
Get the Cadillac from Sewell with twenty-inch L's
Boss B, slow down in the Jag, you lost me (skrr)
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 ki's, give me the weed
Give me the G's, give me the Mack-10
Let me see happenin'
To me, these n*ggas laggin'
What's up, Boss B
You can catch me in the Hummer eatin' Roast Beef
You know I keep a blucka-blucka, hit 'em all week
Give me the keys to the bubble
I'm on y'all street
Juvenile (Juvenile)

Baby, let me get the keys to the Rover Truck
Man, let me get this beef sh*t over, bruh
But wait, my n*gga Baby, he live on chrome
My n*gga Baby, he get his shine on


[Chorus: Lac, Lil' Wayne, & Baby]
I'ma a hard stunin' n*gga like Evil Knievel
Jumpin' out Lex's and Hummers, showin' off for my people
I'm the number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what
The number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what
James Bond, Jackie Chan, and that b*tch MacGyver
Private planes, Jaguars, Bentley's, and Prowlers
I'm the number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
The number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
James Bond, Jackie Chan, and that b*tch MacGyver
Private planes, Jaguars, Bentley's, and Prowlers
I'm the number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
The number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what?
I'ma a hard stunin' n*gga like Evil Knievel
Jumpin' out Lex's and Hummers, showin' off for my people
I'm the number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what
The number one stunna
Wh-what, wh-what, what

[Verse 4: Baby]
Now, it's plain and simple, n*gga
I ain't met a n*gga yet
Could f*ck with these Cash Money Hot Boys with these cars, n*gga
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 b*tch on dubs
And that Yu— the new Yukon, that's bubble-eye
I got that b*tch on dubs
And that Mercedes Wagon, with the kit, that's kitted out
Look like it got frog eyes
That b*tch on dubs
And I got that Benz that me and my dog bought for our b*tches
We got this sh*t here on dubs
We all drive Bentley's on dubs
I'm tryin' to put platinum eyebrows on these hoes
I just bought me a platinum football field, n*gga
Ya understand?
Don't f*ck with me with these cars, n*gga (at all, playboy)
We the number-one stunnas, n*gga (n*gga, we don't give a f*ck)
Got that Viper with them rally stripes, with that kit
Ya understand?
We ain't playin'
TV's in all our sh*t
Believe that, playboy
(f*ck your whole hood up)

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