The Man Lyrics

All these bitches want to

Drop it bus it open for a nigga

They know I'm the man

Singing all my lyrics with her bestie

She my biggest fan

Fall for anything

Cuz they stand for nothing

Shorty go get you a man or something

Go and get you a bag or something

When I throw these bands she want to

Drop it bus it open for a nigga

They know I'm the man

Singing all my lyrics with her bestie

She my biggest fan

Fall for anything

Cuz they stand for nothing

Shorty go get you a man or something

Go and get you a bag or something

When I throw these bands she wanna

Respect this, respect this pimping

And tell these hoes to mind they business

I just don't get it

But I cant let a bitch get me in my feelings

Ain't got to pick one, I want two

I want you, you , you and you

Go and add that up by two

Then multiply that by two

Every beat sent, got ate

Don't be checking on me I'm straight

Hadda bust quick

Now she got me running late

Running to the bank, running to the bank

Got to go, got to get a piece at that cake

Scrape, scrape put it on a plate

Gave her mad pipe now she feeding me grapes

All my hoes get put in they place

Made her run laps

Now she winning the race

Girls on girls tell me how that taste

Matter fact, come and put that shit in my face

All these bitches wanna

Drop it bus it open for a nigga

They know I'm the man

Singing all my lyrics with her bestie

She my biggest fan

Fall for anything

Cuz they stand for nothing

Shorty go get you a man or something

Go and get you a bag or something

When I throw these bands she wanna

Drop it bus it open for a nigga

They know I'm the man

Singing all my lyrics with her bestie

She my biggest fan

Fall for anything

Cuz they stand for nothing

Shorty go get you a man or something

Go and get you a bag or something

When I throw these bands she wanna