Lyrics Manute Bol - ChefBoiRod

Blow, blow, blow, blow, blow
B my bad C C, look

Call me Manute I'm whiping the bol
Boy I ain't sick but my gotta neck cold
Hold wait...
Ain't got the flu but I'm whipping my nose

I gotta stop putting trust in these hoes
Run up on me and you getting exposed
I gotta mop the store finna close
Give em the paw he ain't got control (Ow Shid)
Lil kid I pick up a stick (Ow)
Fox on me no rick (Ow)
She cute then I ask for her kik (Ow)
No kitten hit a lick (Ow)
All of these xans all of these percs
Pin drop a nigga they call me a jerk
Slap on my belly then I go to work
Choppa R. Kelly I think ima flirt
Sipping on this mud I come from the dirt
Thinking shit sweet you get beat wit dessert
Baby I'm ready Gerald levert
Bad bitch knowing my worth
Walk down give a shot nurse
Yo mama turned it off why? Curse
Still going in I'm forgetting verse
I want the bread screw the fame
Alotta Shooters don't know who to blame
Got that stick come back boomerang
(Wadata wadata) Pootie tang
Margiela my feet pants up
Walk down tell him stand up
(Ima man without it) then man up
Run a fade said what?
Catching plays Set Hut
All of my niggas say blue 42
Laughing at me no we laughing at you
Whip in the bol now they call me Manute
Do this for merit you gotta salute
Don't trust these bitches cuz they in cahoots
Jose my cup I don't want absolute
She gave head and shoulder caller shampoo
Woety I'm good I don't want a floozy
Cuddy I'm goofy get head like a coufy
Fuck around change a gear luffy
Say dat you love me that's when you lose me
Water park spray a op
No money still made a lot
Apple bottom Macintosh
Two boobs on the chop drake and josh
Ain't leave wit her man blew the spot
I think I'm the hulk beat the block
Rodney Evans I keep a mop
She told me goodnight at like 3:00 o'clock
High Percent that's game
Ugly hoe hella lame
Make the dick disappear David blame
Two blicks Max pain
Ouch damn hurt my leg (Whatchu do)
Running through the bread
Side B till the stock dead David
Gotta fucking block head

Call me Manute I'm whiping the bol
Boy I ain't sick but my gotta neck cold
Hold wait...
Ain't got the flu but I'm whipping my nose

Call me Manute I'm whiping the bol
Boy I ain't sick but my gotta neck cold
Hold wait...
Ain't got the flu but I'm whipping my nose

Hu, aye, aye, aye, hu