Where Yo Man At?

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Kali Kakezz

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Yo Kali
Kakezz
Yeah
It's a push start and in the hood, it be the truck
Won't stand down to no pussy, I'll stand down on a punk
Get me up, this why I don't drink, I'm feeling hella drunk
Look in my eyes boy, you feeling sized boy, then bitch jump
All these bands, they stuck with me
Pockets full, purse full
Now I'm stuffing up my titties
F*ck casamigos, I'm sticking to henny
Ain't no getting down boy
It's either you ain't or you with me
Bitches stomach hurt soon as I step in the building

Bitch, where your man at? At my front door
Late nights creeping in talking about let's go slow
Bitch, where your man at? I don't even know
Bitch, where your man at? Walking out of studio
Bitch, where your man at? Down my fucking throat
Blowing up my phone, screaming he want my moe
It ain't shit baby, just a rodeo
I ride him good too just to let you know

I smoke with my eyes closed
Get fucked with my eyes closed
When he hitting it from the back I have my eyes open though
Head turnt, stare him in the eyes, that's a lacking pose
Putting on a front
Pussy nigga you know your ass broke, ass poor
Boy this ain't enough, I need some fucking more
Talking down bitch when she can't show me fifty
Hoes watching me, better watch your nigga, he get trippy
Dont push me, I'll go over the edge bitch I get busy
Riding down something street, flying, don't see d-t
Bro see a opp, squeeze that bitch until it's empty
Stupid man, my mind gone, barely write these damn songs
Fucking with a nigga, left him ghost now his mind blown
Y'all be riding with niggas with the check
I'm riding with my own
Hoes be really pressed, some little wets
Back then we called them shones
Are you behind the fake page?
Bitch get the f*ck on
Can I get a lil taste?
Nah nigga leave me lone

Bitch, where your man at? At my front door
Late nights creeping in talking about let's go slow
Bitch, where your man at? I don't even know
Bitch, where your man at? Walking out of studio
Bitch, where your man at? Down my fucking throat
Blowing up my phone, screaming he want my moe
It ain't shit baby, just a rodeo
I ride him good too just to let you know

Had to slow it down
Heard she looking for me
I'm too raw to f*ck with some garbage bitches that's really bummy
I'm too real to be round bitches always acting funny
Deep down hate a bitch
You hoes need to chase some money, get some money
It won't get up you playing, it's giving dummy
Every time I get mad I go and spend some hundreds
Oh you big mad, little mad I don't give a f*ck honey
Getting to this bag, no need to brag
Bitch you see the money

Bitch, where your man at? At my front door
Late nights creeping in talking about let's go slow
Bitch, where your man at? I don't even know
Bitch, where your man at? Walking out of studio
Bitch, where your man at? Down my fucking throat
Blowing up my phone, screaming he want my moe
It ain't shit baby, just a rodeo
I ride him good too just to let you know

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