Club Stuntin Lyrics - Based Boys - Pack

[Lil' Uno] 

We in the Club we Stuntin' 

[Traxamillion] 

(Yeah, Yeah) 

[Lil' Uno] 

HEEEYYY 

[Traxamillion] 

I had to get the Youngstas on em' man 

[Lil' Uno] 

Its the Pack man, Young L, Wezzy B, Young Stunna and me Lil' Uno aka 

the 

prince man, Got my man Traxamillion over here on the beats man so you 

know its a hit Haha, Heeeey 

[Traxamillion] 

AAAAAOOWWWW 

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[Lil' Uno] 

D the first letter in A-M-O-N-T-E 

But you better call me Uno when you see me on the streets 

A cute face with a coke bottle shape 

Blowin' ice like a blunt, They get me high I call em' grapes 

The grapes in the backfoot call em' Gymanstics 

Kinda had a nice game like my name John Madden 

Mouth Jeff Gordon racing 24 Bullets 

And the bitches call me baby like I'm runnin' cash money 

My tool kinda long I wrap it double magnums 

A picky type dude gotta be gold wrapper 

Jackie Joyner-Kersee 

Got Trax and The Pack 

Pickin' up skirts for a 100 yard dash 

Slow it down, Take a breath, Fresh air I love that smell 

See Vans no Nikes so you know its Wolfpack 

Put the mic in my hand and see a girl shape crack. 

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(Chorus) 

[Stunna Man] 

I'm back baby 

The Pack go crazy 

Trax on a track 

We be hittin' on the ladies 

She ask questions 

Why you so fly ? 

She tell me that my grill look like a bright lite 

I take her to the club so she see them bright lights 

My team get Hyphy a lot of club fights 

So nice, So much ice 

We be flyer than a kite in the Vans that you like 

I'm so fly, I'm so high 

Yes you ain't heard Stunna that guy 

Yeah homie I'm popular so now you know why ya hoe jockin' us 

At the party I sip 

I be ripped like shit hoes down with this shit 

The Pack, Based Boys 

Yeah that's my clique 

Act into ya street, Yeah I bang my script 

(Chorus) 

[Young L] 

Run then bend yeah shake that shit 

Back it up make L wanna break that shit 

(Yeah, Yeah) And I bang the Pack got 

Boppas on deck with the Rippas in the back 

I'm messin' with Trax 

Give me all the Racks 

Yeah I'ma stacks 

Cash to the max 

Why ya chick wouldn't stop eyin' 

She let ya boy in, Nigga ain't even tryin' 

She came over ask me a question 

Next thing you know we was talkin' about sex (About sex, Yeah) 

Its the Pack 

Based Boys 

Vans with a backpack 

Star Wars Jeans 

With A Looney Tune hoodie 

Inside out niggas know what I'm about 

Its the next level 

Frasier Frames 

She's a runner, She ain't my main 

(Chorus) 

[Lil' B] 

Walked in the club yes I'm fresh, Gadddesyes 

Girls say I'm raw and I give em' all the best sex, Ganggadddangdeng 

All up in the back mayne, Sac mayne, I done seen souths like Pac-Mayne 

? 

Ride in the scrape thing black with the black tint 

Aired out, Aired out Girl yeah that's it 

Bruhhs tryna stab it, Gruhhs tryna grab it 

Gotta long blunt, Bleeyah ?, Throat all raspy 

Gotta just test me, Right but I'm lefty 

Gotta light skin look sweet like Nestle 

All my niggas deep with the heat don't test me 

All nice gotta long slot like Gretzky ? 

Been done fuckin' you, Why the nigga gon' test me ? 

All up in the party goin' dumb lookin' sexy Yes 

All my niggas go crazy 

I been in the club goin' 18 aye aye.