when it comes down to stuntin'
when it comes down to g shit
when it come to pullin' hot girls
when it come to rockin' ice
sport diamonds like i tote a tech
baby tote a fo' nickel like he wrappin' gifts
try to stay cool so i don't melt the diamonds 'round my neck
i keep bustas in suspense of what i'mma do next
i ain't out to please a bitch
she could get on her knees
we sip dom p straight out the bottle
you know i'm 'bout murderin'
but understand a hot boy gotta floss too
hot boy wit so much money
i don't know how to spend it
don't you wish you could be in my shoes just for a minute
never quarters and pennies
police think i'm doin' wrong
paper on everything i have
they don't wanna see me ballin'
got it locked off wit my tank against the wallin'
i floss but get dirty too
try to take it and i'll murder you
the number one stunner who drive these girls crazy
the one with the 32 platts in his mouth
game spitta from the south
what kinda nigga rock ice that'll hit ya momma
it's cash money youngest nigga
my jewelry just pure awful
and i can't stop thuggin'
you just might need contacts
cuz i'm the little one with the ice
i ride by in a jag with the top low
we stunt like there's no tomorrow
now you boys now them 4 99's i got expired
all them bitches plushed out on 20 inch tires
i'm lookin' for some hell of a head
you lookin' at this roley i got
the way a nigga lay a stunt
braggin' 'bout 20 inch rims
i'm about to go to disneyland
what if my baby momma's ride by
i gave 'em both a hundred g's to get them out the hood
my momma gettin' chauffeured like a movie star
she don't know a damn thing about drivin' a car
now peep this million dollar smile in my mouth
and all this luxury shit i got in my house
i done sold a million records and i'm still goin'
don't ask about my watch and my chain