Born Stunna (Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: Rick Ross] Beat Billionaire Born stunna I'm a born stunna Turn the music up in my headphones Huh born stunna Remix, baby [Chorus: Rick Ross & Lil Wayne] Money, money, money, money, money bags Money, money, money bags Money, money, money bags (I don't know why y'all put me on this song) Money, money, money bags 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 coupe for the missus if she's a born stunna Born stunna, born stunna Stack a hundred mill' and another hundred comin' [Verse 1: Nicki Minaj] Born stunna flow Consistently winning while all you bitches come and go Oh, you mad, ho? You ain't headline You my son, bitch, and it's bedtime I show you bitches how to put together punchlines It ain't working out, it ain't crunch time Roll a kush up It's a chess game, but fuck a push-up Out in Tokyo, they calling me Nicki-san Everywhere you go, they calling you Nicki's son Coupes and trucks Money bags—Scrooge McDuck [Chorus: Rick Ross] Money, money, money, money, money bags Money, money, money bags Money, money, money bags Money, money, money bags 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 coupe for the missus if she's a born stunna Born stunna, born stunna Stack a hundred mill' and another hundred comin' [Verse 2: Birdman] Yeah, a lot, a lot of money bags The money in the garbage can Strapped up tight with a hundred bags Money filthy, bitch, we in the money lair See, we shinin' like the money can Since the money came, bitch, we throw the money thang Yea, YMCMG Lauder Jet been a hustla since I hit the streets Two-fifty on the new piece New condo, twenty-thousand square feet Ballin', uptown suicide Born stuntin', strapped how we livin' fine [Chorus: Rick Ross] Money, money, money, money, money bags Money, money, money bags Money, money, money bags Money, money, money bags 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 coupe for the missus if she's a born stunna Born stunna, born stunna Stack a hundred mill' and another hundred comin' [Interlude: Birdman & Lil Wayne] Money, money, money, money, money bags (Woo) Money, money, money bags (Woo) Money, money, money bags (Woo) Money, money, money bags (Uh) [Verse 3: Lil Wayne] I don't know 'bout these other niggas, but I'm gettin' Trukfit money And I ain't never number two, so you ain't gettin' shit from me And you know I'ma ball, so catch me if you can Blood, I leave a nigga bleeding like that nigga got cramps I got Molly, got Mary, got white girl, got Keisha Used to have Trina but I still got Nina Bitch, I'm Tuco, I'm too cold, come put ya neck in my loophole I'm too hot, I'm soup bowl, my money tall, Manute Bol I'm high as Jupiter, Pluto, but everybody know I'm from Mars Bitch-ass nigga keep hatin', gon' make me catch another gun charge I'm on that good good, floating like Aladdin Born stunna, stuntin' like my daddy [Chorus: Rick Ross] Money, money, money, money, money bags Money, money, money bags Money, money, money bags Money, money, money bags 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 coupe for the missus if she's a born stunna Born stunna, born stunna Stack a hundred mill' and another hundred comin'