Wiz Khalifa

Stunt'n
Yea, you already know, When I walk the fuck by You can't act like I ain't the fliest thing you ever seen in your whole entire muthafuckin sorry ass life [Chorus:] You can't say I'm not the freshest nigga you ever seen Keep a couple grand nothin less in my jeans That's probably why yo bitch keep ringin' my phone When I pull up she can't leave me alone Lil' homie I grind, no sleep I'm good in the hood everybody know me I got my truck on blast Hear me when I roll through Stntin' like a young nigga supposed to Stunt'n like I'm supposed to Ridin' with my hat cocked back Smokin' something good 3 blunts and I'm smacked out All city on smash, game on padlock 26 inch rims throw 'em on the matchbox 6 bad hoes man I can't choose one 3 cell phones I just can't use one You see how often I spit You just off bread hun This the shit they can't do young Talk fly if you look 'em in the air Letras de cancionesToo young, you wonder were I got these Gucci pair of shoes from A lot of ya'll mad To me it's just funny I see why ya'll hatin man the hoes just love me And you know I'm gettin' shhh Fuck it I ain't gotta say it The tab taken care of nigga I ain't gotta pay it Yea, I'm all day with it, year round I bet if you was here now [Chorus:] You can't say I'm not the freshest nigga you ever seen Keep a couple grand nothin less in my jeans That's probably why yo bitch keep ringin' my phone When I pull up she can't leave me alone Lil' homie I grind, no sleep I'm good in the hood everybody know me I got my truck on blast Hear me when I roll through Stunt'n like a young nigga supposed to Got a fat knot, blunt rolled up Me I ride clean Neck froze up Bad bitch on the side My niggas all rich Foreign whips is what they drive Yea, I smell like Gucci and big money too See them guys with me? they gettin' money too Ride 22's and got heat so If a nigga try me you a big prob you runnin' into I smoke a lot need blunt or 2 At a time whole pounds I be runnin' through Yea, I got a dime bitch coming through Cause I pimp like I'm supoosed to Wonder how I get it like this, I could show you It's all leather in the whip when I roll through This year I'm a get shit cleared Take a look at this kid [Chorus:] You can't say I'm not the freshest nigga you ever seen Keep a couple grand nothin less in my jeans That's probably why yo bitch keep ringin' my phone When I pull up she can't leave me alone Lil' homie I grind, no sleep I'm good in the hood everybody know me I got my truck on blast Hear me when I roll through Stunt'n like a young nigga supposed to From Letras Mania