Lil Wayne - Born Stunna Remix

[Intro: Rick Ross] Born stunna I’m a born stunna Huh born stunna (Remix Baaaaby) Money money money money money bags Money money money bags Money money money bags Money money money bags [Hook: Rick Ross] Born stunna, born stunna Flip a hundred keys just to ball all summer Born stunna, born stunna I put a hundred karats in the cartier mama Born stunna, she’s a born stunna Mercedes coup for the missus if she’s a born stunna Born stunna, born stunna Stack a hundred mill and another hundred comin’ [Nicki Minaj] Born stunna flow Consistently winning while all you bitches come and go Oh you mad? You aint headline You my son and it’s bedtime I show you bitches how to put together punchlines It aint working out, it aint crunchtime Roll a kush up, it’s a chess game, but fuck a push up Out in Tokyo they calling me Nicki-son Everywhere you go, they calling you Nicki’s son Coupes and trucks, money bags, Scrooge McDuck [Hook: Rick Ross] Money money money money money bags Money money money bags Money money money bags Money money money bags [Birdman] Yea, a lot a lot of money bags The money in the garbage can Strapped up tight with a hundred bags Money filthy bitch, we in the money lair See, we shinin’ like the money can Since the money came, bitch we throw the money thang Yea, YMCMG Lauder Jet been a hustla since I hit the streets 2-50 on the new piece New condo, 20 thousand square feet Ballin’, uptown suicide Born stuntin’, strapped how we livin’ fine [Hook: Rick Ross] Money money money money money bags Money money money bags Money money money bags Money money money bags [Lil Wayne] I don’t know bout these other, but I’m gettin’ Trukfit money And I aint never number 2, so you aint gettin’ shit from me And you know I’m a boss, so catch me if you can Blood, I leave a ? bleeding like that nigga got cramps I got molly, got mary, got white girl, got Keisha Used to have Trina but I still got nina Bitch I’m too cold, I’m too coke I put ya neck in my loophole I’m too hot, I’m sup’bowl My money talk, my new bowl I’m high Jupiter, Pluto But everybody know I’m from Mars Keep hatin’, gone make me catch another gun charge I’m on that good good, floating like Aladdin Born stunna, stuntin’ like my daddy [Hook] Money money money money money bags Money money money bags Money money money bags Money money money bags Read more: