| I’m a fully grown man, no, I ain’t no teen
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| Love a bit of her but I ain’t no fiend
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| 'Nough of these guys ain’t seen what I seen
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| Ain’t been through what I been through, what you mean?
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| Say fuck that, ain’t got a G for my T
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| 'Nough of these guys ain’t been where I been
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| None of these guys can’t go where I go
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| None of them can’t educate me about dough
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| You can’t educate me about bagging up food
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| Ssh hut yuh muh and don’t get rude
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| None of these youts ain’t on what I’m on
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| But it’s more than long if I’m in a bad mood
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| Like hey chum, big, give me space, give me room
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| Big Frisco, I’ve never been a waste on a tune
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| If we’re on the same riddim when I make bars spitting
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| Then it’s best you know your place on the tune
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| I’m a fully grown man, I ain’t no teen
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| These MCs ain’t seen what I seen
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| You can’t educate big man about street
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| Nah rudeboy, what you mean? |
| What you mean?
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| I’m a fully grown man, I ain’t no teen
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| These MCs ain’t seen what I seen
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| You can’t educate big man about street
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| Nah rudeboy, what you mean? |
| What you mean?
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| I’m a fully grown man, no, I ain’t no yout
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| None of these guys can’t do what I do
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| None of these guys can’t shot what I shoot
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| None of them can’t ever move food that I move
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| Bare big man know in my crew
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| Step back cause I’ve got nine in my two
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| And you think that you’re hard
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| When you know that you couldn’t walk a yard
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| Not just a mile in my shoe
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| Look, most of the man dem shot 'caine
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| And pop shots to leave you in a box like Blaine
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| I come to bring back hype in the game
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| I’m a badboy, I got bare stripes to my name
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| Slowly but surely, I’m rising to fame
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| 'Nough of these guys will lose their mind for the fame
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| I grind for my name, I know it sounds a little bit insane
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| But I’ll die for my chain
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| I’m a fully grown man, I ain’t no teen
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| These MCs ain’t seen what I seen
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| You can’t educate big man about street
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| Nah rudeboy, what you mean? |
| What you mean?
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| I’m a fully grown man, I ain’t no teen
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| These MCs ain’t seen what I seen
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| You can’t educate big man about street
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| Nah rudeboy, what you mean? |
| What you mean?
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| I’m a fully grown man, you’re just a likkle lad
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| You don’t want Fris to flip and then get a little mad
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| You ain’t had gash that I’ve had
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| Not one of them pose a threat, they ain’t bad
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| What you know about setting up shop? |
| You ain’t bad
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| What you know about letting off shots? |
| You ain’t bad
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| And all that big talking you’re talking
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| Ain’t good cause I know you ain’t bad
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| I’m a fully grown man, you’re just a likkle fam
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| Been a G from the start, not long
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| Know yourself, control yourself
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| Get a hold and show some respect for your dad
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| Guess you can say I’ve got the gift of the gab
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| Make a guy know that he’s gotta strip for the strap
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| Click to the clack, and when you hear the sound
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| You get down cause I’m sick with a strap
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| I’m a fully grown man, I ain’t no teen
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| These MCs ain’t seen what I seen
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| You can’t educate big man about street
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| Nah rudeboy, what you mean? |
| What you mean?
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| I’m a fully grown man, I ain’t no teen
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| These MCs ain’t seen what I seen
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| You can’t educate big man about street
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| Nah rudeboy, what you mean? |
| What you mean? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fully Grown , by - Frisco. Song from the album Back 2 da Lab Compilation, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп