เนื้อเพลง Stunting Ain't Nuthin' (feat. Slim Jxmmi & Young Dolph)
Stunting Ain't Nuthin (Explicit) - Gucci Mane/Slim Jxmmi/Young Dolph Written by：Myles Harris/Adolph Thornton/Michael Williams/Aaquil Brown/Radric Davis Yah ya dig yeah Uncle Jim Dolph
Ayy It's just a whole lot of money Ni**a please you ain't got as much guap as me You don't wanna go dollar for dollar You don't wanna go bottle for bottle You don't wanna go b**ch for b**ch 'Cause all I ever f**k with is models yeah I'm a motherf**king player my ni**a player If she bad I'ma slay her my ni**a yeah Stunting ain't nothin' to me ain't nothin' Pimping ain't nothin' to me ain't nothin' Balling ain't nothin' to me ain't nothin' Popping bottles that ain't nothing to me ain't nothin' Driving foreign cars ain't nothin' to me That ain't nothin' to me I'm stunting yeah Stunting ain't nothin' to me Look at this sh*t it ain't nothin' to me ayy You don't even know what I'ma do When I'm in the zoo looking at the zebras ayy All these hoes they some f**king cheetahs ayy Uh-huh they some f**king cheetahs ayy Throwed off ni**a on the reefah I've been drinking drinking drinking drinking drinking henny Hennesy going all through my system Don't let your b**ch be a victim These niggas looking sad ayy I'm running round with bags rich ni**a I'm into popping tags what I ain't even gotta brag brag Money talk for me I'ma do the money walk down the street I'ma do the money walk down Hollywood Leave my name on Hollywood ni**a Uncle Jxmmi Your pockets looking brittle what You a rat Stuart Little get away from me Ten thousand dollar outfit She can tell I'm a rich ni**a bow Came out my momma like a boss Got these hoes singing Diana Ross huh Making big moves constantly EA need to sponsor me 2K Swagged up can't take it off of me EarDrummers we a damn monopoly I remember I ain't have a pot to pee Nowadays I'm everywhere the guala be yea When I follow b**ch you gotta swallow me swallow I ain't tricking b**ch it ain't Halloween nah We can't kick it b**ch ain't no soccer team I don't wanna talk I ain't Socrates Ni**a please you ain't got as much guap as me You don't wanna go dollar for dollar You don't wanna go bottle for bottle You don't wanna go b**ch for b**ch 'Cause all I ever f**k with is models yeah I'm a motherf**king player my ni**a player If she bad I'ma slay her my ni**a yeah Stunting ain't nothin' to me ain't nothin' Pimping ain't nothin' to me ain't nothin' Balling ain't nothin' to me ain't nothin' Popping bottles that ain't nothing to me ain't nothin' Driving foreign cars ain't nothin' to me That ain't nothin' to me I'm stunting yeah Stunting ain't nothin' to me Look at this sh*t it ain't nothin' to me ayy Huh Stuntin ain't really nothing I walk like a jack in a box I hop out the drop Don't leave it to Beaver just leave it to me Gucci Mane making two million a week Gucci earrings two hundred a pop I cop when I shop I don't know how to lease Running like I don't even know how to sleep Know how to sleep know how to sleep You remind me of my Bentley GT On Magic on Monday I throw up the money I'm a man crush every day of the week I'ma ball hard like it's Super Bowl Sunday A fool with the chewing she chewing the D What in the hell is she doing to me SWV got me weak in the knees Give her the trophy the throat of the week Gucci the GOAT got my foot on a throat And my feet on the wood like I play in the league Criss-crossing the country like crossing the skreet And I feel like the Pope all these crosses on me If you still selling d**e then I'm giving you hope 'Cause ain't none of them getting more money than me I'mma keep giving them something to see Honestly none of them f**king with me It's Gucci Ni**a please you ain't got as much guap as me You don't wanna go dollar for dollar You don't wanna go bottle for bottle You don't wanna go b**ch for b**ch 'Cause all I ever f**k with is models yeah I'm a motherf**king player my ni**a player If she bad I'ma slay her my ni**a yeah Stunting ain't nothin' to me ain't nothin' Pimping ain't nothin' to me ain't nothin' Balling ain't nothin' to me ain't nothin' Popping bottles that ain't nothing to me ain't nothin' Driving foreign cars ain't nothin' to me That ain't nothin' to me I'm stunting yeah Stunting ain't nothin' to me Look at this sh*t it ain't nothin' to me ayy Nah that ain't nothing to me Boy I get money in my sleep Buy a new car every week Get a new b**ch everyday ayy F**k what you heard f**k what you say Send them hitters where you stay You don't wanna go shooter for shooter
You don't wanna go million for million You don't wanna go b**ch for b**ch I got b**ches in Hawaii yeah I got b**ches down in Houston Some millionaires and some boosting
Might call your b**ch to make a movie And you know it's X rated Like you know my w**d strong And this Sprite I'm drinking medicated Break out the dice let's shoot let's shoot I'm selfish I only buy coupes coupes Told a b**ch to bring one friend Hardheaded a** b**ch brought two Look one of them in the eye said I already f**ked you why she brought you I'm a player these b**ches they love me In the club passing out bubbly just take that B**ch I'm the sh*t like Ruffin Can't a ni**a tell me nothing it's down I'm out in Hollywood drugging drugging Young ni**a paid and thugging yeah Dolce Gabbana tuxedo ha Trap ni**a like Nino brown Just had a bad b**ch trio One Mexican and one Creole ha Ni**a please you ain't got as much guap as me You don't wanna go dollar for dollar You don't wanna go bottle for bottle You don't wanna go b**ch for b**ch 'Cause all I ever f**k with is models yeah I'm a motherf**king player my ni**a player If she bad I'ma slay her my ni**a yeah Stunting ain't nothin' to me ain't nothin' Pimping ain't nothin' to me ain't nothin' Balling ain't nothin' to me ain't nothin' Popping bottles that ain't nothing to me ain't nothin' Driving foreign cars ain't nothin' to me That ain't nothin' to me I'm stunting yeah Stunting ain't nothin' to me Look at this sh*t it ain't nothin' to me ayy
You don't wanna go million for million You don't wanna go b**ch for b**ch I got b**ches in Hawaii yeah I got b**ches down in Houston Some millionaires and some boosting
