Lyrics:
I was nineteen with a plan
All this money in my hands
Apartment on the block
I bought it I'm the man yeah
Molly in a cap
A model with the stack
OG in
acting but im really wit it
Fuck around and make you go missing
Old man find you when his ass go fishing
Blue benji's i ain't crippen
See the blue lights
I'm bleeding but she turned me to a killer
The man she loved is dead and 6 feet under
I got some blood stains running down my t-shirt
Oh I, Oh I
Oh
the morning with her on my mind
Took to find it out all night I been cryin'
But I believe a woman's a man's best friend
I'm gonna stick by hr till the very
to be praised like a god at my feet
Bitch don't bother with me
Cause you know I'm the man (Yeah I am yeah I am)
Counting up blues and they all in my hands
While we are on the subject of hard work
I just wanted to say you that, "I always was a man who likes hard work"
I was born working and I worked my
Mad, yo, let ? put the walls out
Me and my penpals spend like ten thou
Every month buyin' bottles and enchous
At the crib me in love with ten gals
a tip from me;
Get you a man who's a union man and join the ladies' auxiliary.
Married life ain't hard when you got a union card,
A union man has a happy
a tip from me;
Get you a man who's a union man and join the ladies' auxiliary.
Married life ain't hard when you got a union card,
A union man has a happy
You know we doin' a song for the ladies, they want records too, you know
So if you want to come kick it wit some real pimp, a real man, a young boss
friendship shall die. So I never trust man and I'll never confide
Yeah me just keep my Bible and my gun by my side. So we go through some pains in a life
Hossain
Thas a famous bitch
Now tell me who you hangin' with
Its a Privaledge
To fuck with Kendrick and Kevin
Durant on some gangsta shit
Shitted on em man
and vibe when you hear this song
Cause i know your body sings along
When you do just stay on me, stay on me
Feeling right when you're by my side
with my main gal
Now it's time to watch her model in a negligee gown
Man this shit an introverts oasis
We just made our daily preparations
To the sour
naw)
All these hoes wanna be models cuz they ain’t got no talent (So sad)
And these niggas 30 plus still out here hustling for outfits
What a game - yea
Making shit up man you know I wouldn't lie to you
Uh damn Bitch wild n out got me pleading the fifth
8 hit her once told her ass get a lift
Been grinding
bitch
Want to eat Benihana’s
I’ve been drippin
Sippin lean out the bottle
Taking trips , taking trips with a model
Beat the pussy up you know Ima
The champ is here
Up in the hills she gon' twerk some'n (Yea)
Pop me a perc (Yea), I can't feel none'n (Yea)
All these niggas hatin', man, they look
one, and one invented not by our venerable ancestors, but by a devilishly clever marketing firm, not to symbolize your everlasting love, but to make
close by your side
And I will guarantee that we'll have fun on man alive
I was looking back to see
Oh me oh gee perhaps you'd notice me if I wadn't
Well certain thing you don't act man
And you can't take it back
You understand me a say,
But certain things you have to look on an other thing,
the vanishing act
Are you really gone forever or you plan to come back?
Another man damaged by the vanishing act
Who would've thought you had a magical knack?
Shit man
Ahh man
Im just feeling good lately
My skin Glowing
Friends is good
My rings
They looking shiny
Im looking Spliffy out this bitch
went out last Tuesday, met a sweet little gal named Suzie
I'd say she was the sweetest thing around
She started to callin' me honey and we began
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