Born Stunna (Remix) ft. Nicki Minaj, Lil Wayne & Rick Ross lyrics

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BIRDMAN lyrics : "Born Stunna (Remix) ft. Nicki Minaj, Lil Wayne & Rick Ross"

(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 (*##$es come and go
Oh you mad? You aint headline

You my son and it's bedtime
I show you (*##$es how to put together punchlines
It aint working out, it aint crunchtime

Roll a ^!$$% up, it's a chess game, but $#[email protected] a push-up
Out in Tokyo they calling me Neeki-sahn
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 (*##$, we in the money lair
See, we shinin' like the money can

Since the money came, (*##$ 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,s o you aint gettin' %#@! from me

And you know I'm a boss, so catch me if you can
Blood, I leave a ? bleeding like that ^!$$% 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

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