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