Stunna's Do lyrics

[Intro]

Get up bitch, get up bitch, get up bitch, get up

Get up bitch, get up bitch, get up bitch, get up

Get up bitch, get up bitch, get up bitch, get up

Get up bitch, get up bitch, get up bitch, get up

[Hook]

Juicy j be poppin, ya'll niggas watchin'

I be smoked out in the Jag or the Charger

Juicy pull up watch your hoes start jockin'

Don't be mad at me cause your mixtape floppin'

And you see how I'm rockin, and this the shit that a stunna do

And you see I ain't stoppin, and this the shit that a stunna do

And you see me with money, and this the shit that a stunna do

Rubba' bands full of hundreds, and this the shit that a stunna do

[Verse 1]

Bitches on my dick mang, bouncin' on that shit

Like a pogo stick mang, cause I'm filthy rich

Jewelry game insane, diamonds glistelin'

And you know I make it rain, I'm known for drizzelin'

I smoke the best weed, then the ecstasy begin

With some orange juice, black chicks, & mexicans

I got some barbie bitches, yea I'm next to Ken

Nut all on their backs slap that cape on

Superman that ho

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Billy Wes]

Oh oh oh I ain't steppin' on no toes

I'm the true definition of mister steal your ho ho ho - ha ha ha ha

I be killin' all these haters, when I pull up in the stretch

I'm a let my full of paper

I ain't scared of nobody, got my goons on deck

They ain't fuck with no karate, they be packin' them tecs

I'm a smooth operator when it comes to this real shit

Mexicans, persians, even taylor swift shit

[Hook]

• Artist:Juicy J
• Album:Rubba Band Business (2010)