Rick ross born stunna

Born stunna
I'm a born stunna
Huh born stunna

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 coup for the missus if she's a born stunna
Born stunna, born stunna
Stack a hundred mill and another hundred comin'

Born stuntin', rap huntin'
Flock a hundred of them things for them cheat numbus
Ride numbus, head huntin'
Hit the mall with my bitch and blow another hunid
Red flaggin', poppin' red bottles
I'm talkin' big faces, money and the power
Sway linin', with my man in it
Birdman, bitch and I've been kickin'
Yea, so my baby want a new wheel
Pearl white, stay fresh on that new shit
You dig?

born hustlin' on that money shit
Ya feel? blowin' mills, big