Letra de Stunt

(feat. Tracy T)

Gucci on 8s, 4s, deuces and sixes
30s, deuces, 34s ya trippin
Blowing horse ashantis
Fugates, bugattis, for ones, lambs

[Verse 1: Gucci]
Man I´m always stuntin, my money makin money
If I throw the dueces at ya then I showed yo ass a hundred
My soldiers are blunted, yo soldiers ain´t nuthin
We´ll put ya forehead in yo ass or put your hairline in yo stomach
I´m ridin on gary coleman I´m rich like mr. truman
Whatchu doin willis? I say tryna make some money
I´m traveling around the country, I´m touring foreign countries
I´m drivin foreign cars and I´m knockin for hundreds
A birthday bash in Belgium and a Sunday show in London
I chill like Lauren London in my johnson is a luncheon
She say she got the munchies I´m a try to have a contest
See who has the fattest ass we´ll see who go the hardest
U better wear a hard hat cause these bitches out here stuntin
Say they aspiration was to be a baby mama
Maybe get a baby hummer not on me lil mama
I ball out through the winter and I stunt all through
the summer
Gucci Gucci

[Chorus:]
I´m a stunt this summer, I´m a roll me a cup
then stunt in front ya
Roll me a blunt cut the trunk up homie,
then I stunt on homie [x2]