Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Man Down, artist - The Great OutdoorsAlbum song The Best of A3c, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: A3C, iHipHop Distribution
Song language: English
Man Down |
Never switch up on your niggas cuz that’s bad for your health |
You would’ve thought I popped a Molly cuz I’m feeling myself |
These rap niggas food, I clean the plate till they nothing left |
Now I sweat these hoes (?) money, power and respect) |
Yeah, show me what you got. |
Girl I know you fuck with niggas |
Them lames think you celibate, you just don’t fuck with sucka niggas (at all) |
I’m doing good, hit the block like, «What's up with niggas?» |
Them haters think I join the Klan cuz I don’t fuck with niggas |
Give you everything you asking for |
My squad never took a loss nigga, that’s for sure |
My homies be with red flags, like a matador |
No matter how much dick I give my bitch she ask for more |
Yeah, brand new money got that old money odor |
My plug got them babies, man they even come with strollers |
I can feel Chief Keef, you know I hate being sober |
Got them bitches checking for me like I’m on a wanted poster |
Yeah, Andy (?) tell me, «get em». |
and I got em, it’s a wrap |
I swear an angel gets its wings every time I bust a cap |
Quench my thirst with holy water, Lord I’m trying to get these raps |
Y’all say things I don’t, please bless my soul |
These hoes won’t hold me back |
Man down |
Disrespect my niggas, it’ll be man down |
Make my shooters squeeze on triggers |
Man down |
We be blowing on that killa till it’s man down |
Stacking cheddar, I’m the man now |
Never shut your plug (?) cuz it’s bad for your health |
Xanax got my heart and I don’t need nothing else |
I pop a bar then crush a bar, it’s in the mix with that skunk |
Hits that bitch in the mouth, just call me the big bad wolf |
I’m (?) salvation, I’m breaking bread with the crooks |
I’m eating mousses (?) and mussels, it’s just as good as it looks |
Ain’t no skimping my scampi I play the game by the books |
Slowly but surely mature and I teach my youngins to cook |
Straight with the rock, my niggas murder for sport |
It’s a (?), I’m guessing that’s the reward |
I’ve got it bad for the mommies, I’ll fuck a bitch to the core |
I’m obsessed with her legs, she got her pussy insured |
Nothing new to them niggas, I’m in tune with them figures |
I sip a pint of that potion and bust a tune that it give her |
I’m making hoops with them killers, fuck a freak bitch raw |
I’m immune to the liquor (lick her?), i’ve got a mouth full of draws (drawers ?) |
Nigga, a police temper (?) I’ll stuff your face in the blender |
Slap honey turkey on rye then drown your kids in the river nigga |
Food for thought, you’s just as fucked as my liver nigga |
It’s do or die, I’m in the sky with them syrup sippers |