The Man

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