Stuntin' Like My Daddy
Birdman Lyrics


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Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hundred
What I'm doing? (Getting money)
What we doing? (Getting money)
What they doing? (Hating on us) But they never cross
(Cash Money still the company and) Bitch, I'm the boss
And I be stuntin' like my daddy, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
I'm the Young Stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy

Yeah, bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
Can't see you little niggas, the money in the way, and I'm
I'm sitting high, a gangsta ride blades
And if you ain't gon' ride fly, then you might as well hate, shit
I gotta eat, yeah, even though I ate
No, it ain't my birthday, but I got my name on that cake, shit
Believe that, and if your mans wan' play
Then I'ma fuck around and put that boy's brains on the gate
Ayy, pick 'em up, fuck 'em, let 'em lay
Where I'm from, we see a fuckin' dead body every day
That's Uptown, throw a stack at 'em
Make a song about me, I'm throwing shots back at 'em (bop-bop)
Your bitch on my pipe, she like a crack addict
And, she saw me cooking eggs, she thought I was back at it, yeah
I grab my keys, "Ho, I gotta go"
Got my motorcycle jacket and my motorcycle locs

Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hundred
What I'm doing? (Getting money)
What we doing? (Getting money)
What they doing? (Hating on us) But they never cross
(Cash Money still the company and) Bitch, I'm the boss
And I be stuntin' like my daddy, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
I'm the Young Stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy

Shawty, 98s, 45 paper plates
Tint the whole thang, big money heavyweight
A hundred stacks, spend 50 on a Caddy
25 on the pinky
Bought a pound of blow and bounced back (bounced back)
Matching grills, big houses on the hills
Got them hoes in the kitchen
All cooking, paying bills (paying bills)
I start to holler, dollar after dollar (Yeah)
Flipping chickens, getting tickets
Want the money and the power (money and the power)
Born stuntin', Uptown hunter (Yeah)
Third Ward G, nigga, been about money (been about money)
Ice chunky, Birdman, red monkeys
White Ts on them chromed-out eleven-hundreds
You know we shine every summer (shine)
We grind every summer
And this is how we spend money (how we spend money)
You see them Bentleys and them Lams?
Them ounces and them grams? Bitch, we was born hustlin'

Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hundred
What I'm doing? (Getting money)
What we doing? (Getting money)
What they doing? (Hating on us) But they never cross
(Cash Money still the company and) Bitch I'm the boss
And I be stuntin' like my daddy, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
I'm the Young Stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy

Yeah, when I was 16, I bought my first Mercedes-Benz
I must've fucked a thousand bitches and her girlfriends
White leather, hot new pair of rims
Brand new pistol with a trigger like a hairpin
Big work, we don't need a scale, man
Big paper, say "Good morning" to the mailman
What you know about putting bricks in the spare, man?
I can stuff the coupe like a motherfucking caravan
I'm in my zone, my form is so rare, man
If there's a throne, you looking at the chairman
How you want it? Show me my opponent
Show me my opponent
I'm still ballin', a bullet gotta get me
And I never been a pussy 'cause my hood'll never let me, yeah
A made nigga, got made niggas with me
I'm a motorcycle boy, so I'm about to park the Bentley

Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hundred
What I'm doing? (Getting money)
What we doing? (Getting money)
What they doing? (Hating on us) But they never cross
(Cash Money still the company and) Bitch, I'm the boss
And I be stuntin' like my daddy, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
I'm the Young Stunna, stuntin' like my daddy
Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy

Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hundred
Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven
Vroom-vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hu-
Cash Money still the company, and bitch, I'm the boss
Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hundred
Vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hundred




Vroom-vroom on the Yamaha, chromed-out eleven-hu-
Cash Money still the company, and bitch, I'm the boss

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Birdman/Lil Wayne's song "Stuntin' Like My Daddy" are an ode to their flashy lifestyles and success in the hip-hop industry. The Yamaha motorcycle mentioned in the chorus is a symbol of their wealth and image, and the repeated phrase "getting money" emphasizes their financial success. The line "cash money still a company, and, bitch, I'm the boss" positions Birdman/Lil Wayne as both successful businessmen and powerful figures in the rap world.


The second verse highlights their acquisition of material possessions, including a Mercedes-Benz at 16, white leather, and brand new pistols. The reference to "big work" and "big papers" suggests involvement in illegal activity, while the line "I'm in my zone, my form is so rare, man" reflects their confidence in their own abilities. The final verse boasts of their status as "made niggas" and their loyalty to their friends and community.


Overall, the song celebrates Birdman/Lil Wayne's success and reinforces their image as wealthy and powerful figures in the rap industry.


Line by Line Meaning

V'room on a Yamaha chromed-out eleven hundred
I'm riding my Yamaha motorcycle, which I spent a lot of money to customize.


What I'm doing? Getting money
I am making money.


What we doing? Getting money
My crew is making money too.


What they doing? Hating on us, but they never cross
People are jealous of us, but they don't dare to cross us.


Cash money still a company, and, bitch, I'm the boss
I am the boss of Cash Money, which is still a successful company.


And I be stuntin' like my daddy, stuntin' like my daddy
I'm showing off and living large like my dad used to do.


Stuntin' like my daddy, I be stuntin' like my daddy
I am living large and showing off just like my dad.


I'm the young stunner, stuntin' like my daddy
I am the young, successful one, showing off just like my dad did.


Bitch, I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
I am wealthy, and that's all I need to say about it.


Can't see you, lil' nigga, the money in the way
I'm so rich that your existence and opinions don't matter to me.


And I'm, I'm sitting high, a ganster ride blades
I'm sitting in a high-end car with fancy custom rims.


If you ain't gone ride fly, then you might as well hate
If you're not living a luxurious, high-flying lifestyle, then you're just hating on us for it.


Shit, I gotta eat, yeah, even though I ate
I still need to keep making money, even though I already have enough to eat.


It ain't my birthday, but I got my name on the cake
I am so successful that I literally have my name on a cake, despite it not even being my birthday.


(Shit) believe that, if ya mans wanna play
Believe me, if someone wants to try to mess with me or my crew, they'll regret it.


I'm a fuck around and put that boy brains on the table
I'm not afraid to kill someone if they mess with me or my crew.


Pick 'em up, fuck 'em, let 'em lay
I'll kill someone and leave their body lying on the ground.


Where I'm from, we see a fucking dead body everyday
Where I come from, it's common to see dead bodies on a regular basis.


That's uptown, throw a stack at 'em
That's how things are in my part of town, and I'm willing to throw money at anything to solve problems.


Make a song about me, I'm throwing shots back at 'em
If someone disses me in a song, I'll diss them back in my own song.


Ya bitch on my pipe, and she like a crack addict
Your girl is obsessed with me and my wealth.


And she saw me cooking eggs, and she though I was back at it
When your girl saw me cooking breakfast, she thought I was selling drugs again, because that's how I used to make money.


I grab the keys, ho, I gotta go
I'm leaving, and I don't have time for anyone else's problems or drama.


I got my motorcycle jacket and my motorcycle loafs
I'm dressed in my biker gear and ready to ride.


98's, forty-five paper plates
My car has illegal temporary license plates.


Ten, the whole thing, big money heavy weight
I'm spending thousands of dollars at a time, because that's just how I roll.


A hundred stacks, spend fifty on a caddy, twenty-five on the pinky
I'm spending a lot of money on a fancy car and a jeweled ring.


Bought a pound of blow, and bounced back
I purchased a large amount of cocaine and recovered from any financial losses I may have had.


Matching grills, big houses on the hill
My friends and I all have fancy, custom-made teeth grills and own big houses on a hill.


Got them hos in the kitchen all cooking, paying bills
Women are in my kitchen cooking food and taking care of financial responsibilities.


On stunner island, dollar after dollar
I am making money and living luxuriously on Stunner Island.


Flipping chickens, getting tickets, want the money and the power
I am dealing drugs and getting into trouble with the law to gain more money and power.


Born stunner, uptown hunter
I was born to be successful and go after what I want in life.


Third ward G's, nigga, been about money
I come from a tough part of town, but I've always been focused on making money.


Ice chunks, Birdman, red monkeys
I have expensive jewelry, custom clothing, and my stage name is Birdman.


White tees on them chromed out eleven hundreds
I wear white t-shirts and ride custom Yamaha motorcycles.


You know we shine every summer, we grind every summer
We always shine and make a lot of money in the summer.


And this is how we spend money
This is how we choose to spend our wealth.


You see them Bentleys and them Lambs'
You see us driving luxury cars like Bentleys and Lamborghinis.


Them ounces and them grams, bitch, we was born hustlers
We were born with a natural talent for selling drugs in both small and large quantities.


When I was sixteen, I bought my first Mercedes Benz
I started making a lot of money at a young age, and bought a luxury car when I was just sixteen years old.


I must've fucked a thousand bitches and they girlfriends
I have had sex with many women and their girlfriends, and I am not ashamed of it.


White leather, hot new pair of rims,
I have expensive white leather clothing and just bought some new, fancy custom rims for my car.


Brand new pistol with the trigger like a hair pin
I have a new gun with a very sensitive trigger.


Big work, we don't need scale, man
We sell such large quantities of drugs that we don't need scales to weigh them anymore.


Big papers, say good morning to the mail man
We make so much money that we have to deal with large amounts of cash and are friendly with the mailman who delivers our money.


What you now 'bout putting bricks in the spare, man?
Do you even know how to put bricks of cocaine in a spare tire compartment?


I can stuff a coupe like a motherfucking caravan
I can fit a lot of drugs into my car, just like a much larger caravan could hold.


I'm in my zone, my form is so rare, man
I am feeling confident and successful, and my talent for selling drugs is unique and admirable.


If there's a throne, you're looking at a chairman
If there is such a thing as a drug dealing 'throne', I am the chairman and leader of that world.


How you want it? Show me my opponent, show me my opponent
How do you want to deal with me? Show me who wants to oppose me.


I'm still balling, a bullet gotta get me
I am still living luxuriously, and the only thing that could really bring me down is getting shot.


And I've never been a pussy 'cause my hood'd never let me
I have always been tough and unafraid, because the tough environment where I grew up wouldn't allow me to back down.


A made nigga, got made niggas wit' me
I am a made man in the world of drug dealing, and I have other made men with me.


I am a motorcycle boy, so I'm about to pop a wheelie
I love riding motorcycles and I'm going to show off by doing a wheelie.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Bryan Williams, Tristan Jones, Dwayne Carter

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