ale the man - sand man lyrics
[verse]
brand new nikes on my feet
keep talkin’ you gon’ catch one in your t++th
she want me to show her how to freak
now she won’t stop yankin’ on my tee
i can not perform without a fee
and i’m my own boss so it all go to me
i left with eight hoes, fit ’em all a jeep
i got a lotta sauce and they all wanna eat
let me put a rubber on my meat
you gottq nice act but you soft in the streets
n+ggas think they cool but they offies to me
they know i keep a strap like a f+ckin’ car seat
you might get clapped tryna walk up on me
this a hot ass beat
when it came on i had to drop my knee
i can’t break a sweat ’cause i’m so icy
and i like to flex so they don’t like me
shorty wanna f+ck with a n+gga from the cut
she know we be gettin’ to the bag and go dum
i hit it so good now her friends want some
no need to be greedy baby they can all come
i’m good in any hood, i go where i want
b+tch i been the man every since i was young
i got h+lla fans and ya mom probably one
she at home wishin’ she was mrs. aleman
told that b+tch if she ain’t suckin’ d+ck don’t show up
she came in a rush ’cause i’m poppin’ like soda
brand new wrist got me shinin’ like skola
try to touch it get ya ass beat like lota
i’m a real ass n+gga i ain’t foldin’
bl!cky all out in the open
try to touch me i’ma leave ya ass soakin’
[outro]
you already know it
so why you out here actin’ like you don’t?
sh+t, it’s the motherf+ckin’ man in this b+tch
1063 sh+t
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