Stunt On Ya Haters lyrics

[Chorus: Ca$h Out]
Fifteen hundred dollars on my shoes
Water, water, water all in my jewels
They f*cking with me, they know me so cool
I’m feeling like Bishop, I got the juice
Stunt on your haters, stunt on your haters
Stunt on your haters, stunt on your haters
15 hundred dollars on my shoes
Water, water, water all in my jewels

[Verse 1: Ca$h Out]
30 thousand wrist, got them hating
f*cked your b*tch first, then we went dating
They want to have my money and my britches
Therefore I leave them [?] stitches
[?] need her money, you just forgot to mention
b*tches texting me, talking bout they want all my inches
I get paid just to look at me, so that’s pay attention
You n*ggas broke, and you n*ggas thieves, I know you grinching
I got your ho, pockets on sloppy joe
Knocking your b*tches down, calling that dominos
Feed her some dominos, take myself out to Pappadeaux
Haters everywhere, haters everywhere
[?] bottles and let’s have a toast

[Chorus: Ca$h Out]
Fifteen hundred dollars on my shoes
Water, water, water all in my jewels
They f*cking with me, they know me so cool
I’m feeling like Bishop, I got the juice
Stunt on your haters, stunt on your haters
Stunt on your haters, stunt on your haters
15 hundred dollars on my shoes
Water, water, water all in my jewels
[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
I’m stunting on haters, I’m getting this money
My cars is exotic, I’m f*cking her fashion
Raised in apartments, I live in a mansion
VVS in my stone and my diamonds keep dancing
My girl black and latin, she cool with me trapping
She one of a kind, that ass got a patent
The police showed up and they asked her what happened
She said get my lawyer, I just start laughing
All of my shoes, 15 hundred on everything
Designer my fabric, I think I’m the sh*t
Pardon my manners
Wore my fit once, ain’t no use for no hamper
Grab my bandana
I’m from the south where we call it black-lanta
I stunt on my haters, I ball on you f*cks
Draped out in gold, like I’m King Tut
Big Cuban link, like I got Midas touch
I roll it, I roll it, I smoke it, I smoke it
I’m drinking this lean till a young n*gga throw up
Ca$h out, my n*gga, you know I f*ck with you
Got bottles of liquor, come pour you some more up
Giuseppe my footprints, I got the blueprint
To make dollars it took sense, broke n*ggas a nuisance

[Chorus: Ca$h Out]
Fifteen hundred dollars on my shoes
Water, water, water all in my jewels
They f*cking with me, they know me so cool
I’m feeling like Bishop, I got the juice
Stunt on your haters, stunt on your haters
Stunt on your haters, stunt on your haters
15 hundred dollars on my shoes
Water, water, water all in my jewels