The Man ft. Lloydous Lyrics

Yuh, I feel like the man, I ran up them bands, be sagging my pants when I walk

Take a flight out to France, I'm bringing her friends, but you know I never get caught

Don't post on the gram, can't show where I am, cause I know she loving to stalk

Shawty she think I'm her man, I'm only gon hit it again cause she got that WAP

She want me to hit it, I can't even whip it, I'm tossing the key to valet man

I came in here dripping, I caught her ass slipping, I'm all on her body like spray tan

Walk into the kitchen, I don't need no lighter, I pull out that fire like caveman

Whenever she hitting, yeah, I'm finna eye her, but she can't even see through the Ray-Bans

I got her singing, you might think she Mariah

Hitting them notes, she go higher and higher

Bringing her friends and we making a choir

What can I say, I love a riot

Said I'ma try it, I might have to dabble

Don't do the talking, I don't do the babble

Pick up and run it, I'm not finna travel

Don't give a fuck, cause the rules never mattered

She sticking with me cause she know that I'm holding it down

But still I'm not glued to the ground

Best in the town, in fact I'm the best all around

Like Shawty, go get me my crown

Go ahead and keep me, I know that she tryna read me

I got her thinking she need me, pimping ain't easy

Step out the PJ and women and money be coming to greet me

I feel like the man, I ran up them bands, be sagging my pants when I walk

Take a flight out to France, I'm bringing her friends, but you know I never get caught

Don't post on the gram, can't show where I am, cause I know she loving to stalk

Shawty she think I'm her man, I'm only gon hit it again cause she got that WAP

She want me to hit it, I can't even whip it, I'm tossing the key to valet man

I came in here dripping, I caught her ass slipping, I'm all on her body like spray tan

Walk into the kitchen, I don't need no lighter, I pull out that fire like caveman

Whenever she hitting, yeah, I'm finna eye her, but she can't even see through the Ray-Bans

Yeah she can't even see me

Piano man, hop on the midi key

It got me feeling like Stevie

Keeping it breezy, hop on the TV

Make a DVD or maybe a CD

Lloydous was sagging his pants

My pockets up, I pop out I'm rocking that B.B.

She like you know who I am, fuck

What was her name? I think her name ChiChi

Or maybe it's Keke, maybe it's Molly

It's whatever babe, I'll just call you Shawty

Tell you what, I'll take you out of this party

Take you home and do you like you a hobby

Booted up, I pop a pill in the lobby

Scooting up, it got me feeling like Bobby

Tell your name again, I might have forgot it

Sorry baby, I was off of that Molly

I feel like the man, I ran up them bands, be sagging my pants when I walk

Take a flight out to France, I'm bringing her friends, but you know I never get caught

Don't post on the gram, can't show where I am, cause I know she loving to stalk

Shawty she think I'm her man, I'm only gon hit it again cause she got that WAP

She want me to hit it, I can't even whip it, I'm tossing the key to valet man

I came in here dripping, I caught her ass slipping, I'm all on her body like spray tan

Walk into the kitchen, I don't need no lighter, I pull out that fire like caveman

Whenever she hitting, yeah, I'm finna eye her, but she can't even see through the Ray-Bans