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bow wow – i’m da man lyrics

[intro: bow wow]
yeah, yeah
wizzle
ymcmb, n-gga

[verse 1: bow wow]
uh, put my ex-girlfriend on time out (yeah!)
now i’m with my new b-tch, knockin’ her spine out (yeah!)
rollin’ up more kush, waitress p-ss a bottle though (cyeah!)
party with a lot of n-ggas, keep a couple model hoes (wizzle)
i party hard like charlie sheen (yeah!)
used to ferraris, been drivin’ it since 17 (yeah, yeah!)
cash money, young money, baby (yeah!)
you already know i get it poppin’, ask your lady (ayy man, ayy man)
sellin’ out the garden when i want to like jay-z (cyeah!)
right now i’m k!llin’ ’em (cyeah!), broad of hoes, fillin’ ’em (cyeah!)
treat ’em like construction sites, you know that i’m drillin’ ’em (cyeah!)
half these rappers soft as f-ck, i swear to god they ain’t fittin’ in (wizzle, wizzle)
me and chris ain’t green house (yeah!)
in miami hittin’ in the club buy the bar out, stunna bring the cars out
“hey, where you’re comin’ from bow?” f-fresh off the movie set
uh, oh, yeah, there’s another check (stuntin’)
now these haters upset
rappers twice my age ain’t done what i done yet (ayy, bop!)
i ain’t even done yet (nah), this just the beginnin’
steppin’ out that g4, here some brand new linen fresh
yes, i’m the motherf-ckin’ best (yeah)
walkin’ through life, with no regrets (yeah)
sh-t, i ain’t trippin’, no, you know i be chillin’ (wizzle)
rico, where you buy that sh-t? doggy got me wigged
yeah, my game up, and you play what? do somethin’ and i dare ya (cyeah!)
rearrange your face and now somebody gotta repair it (cyeah!)
i’m the best there is and the best there was like bret hart, paul bart, with no bart (rawr!)
my bank account and my work ethic, that’s what settin’ us apart (yeah!)
heat game, court-side, me and all my n-ggas (yeah, yeah, yeah)
keepin’ my hands clean, my bodyguards talk triggers (yeah, yeah, bop!)
my paper on giant (yeah!), your paper on midget (yeah!)
f-ck all my enemies who tend to be tellin’ me
sh-t, beggin’ me, screamin’ with they hands out (yeah!)
but i don’t get no hand out (nah), put me in a room and watch me stand out
i’m done talkin’ to these n-ggas, man
i’m ’bout to go ahead and talk about breezy now, homie
hold me down, homie

[verse 2: chris brown & bow wow]
yeah look huh, bbc on my head(cyeah!)
f-ck a n-gga, act like a grown up
everybody know you a p-ssy(cyeah!), little n-gga get your soul up
n-ggas say they your friends, bow wizzle, that’s a real n-gga( ayy, what up, my n-gga?)
and i’m about to go in, time to k!ll n-ggas
y’all wanna talk about naked pics
here, you can shake my hand, you can shake my d-ck
jewels sw-ng low and my d-ck hit the water when i take a p-ss
i’m talkin’ p-rno, then i’m outy five
audi hit the uh then i’m blowin’ like four o’s
yeah, in the jacuzzi with four hoes
gotta mix a nuvo with the no doughs (breezy)
sleep, gotta pull a all nighter
paper planes, got ’em high like a skydiver
yeah and now i’m f-ckin’ with them hood n-ggas
red and blue n-gga, r&b, so what’s good, n-gga?
i’m out of line, yup, yup ’cause i should, n-gga
try to swing, i dare you, i wish you would, n-gga (bop!)
wow, let me calm down
all these suckers mad ’cause i took they shine now
i’m at the top, dawg, ain’t about to climb down
you need to give it up, ain’t ’bout to whine down

[verse 3: bow wow]
why they all up in my b.i? (yeah!) kush and o, i feel ya (wizzle)
nowadays so stressed out ’cause this business will k!ll ya (cyeah!)
we getting real paper (yeah!), f-ck haters, f-ck blogs
f-ck y’all, standin’ tall, retaliation, sit on y’all (ha)
chris is the prince of r&b (cyeah!), me h-lla prince of hip-hop (wizzle)
we got it on lock and we on tour, that’s more wh0r-s
countin’ money when i get bored, tatted up like a mother f-ck
swear to god it’s too easy, yeah, my neck and wrist freezin’ (haha)
wizzle or just bow weezy? (haha)
you already know, n-gga, shout out to the o, n-gga (what up?)
you know i be reppin’ (yeah)
smoke ’cause of depression (yeah), homie, ain’t no question (yeah)
get rappers the business, just for me to test it (wizzle, yeah)

[chorus: bow wow]
(yeah, yeah)
i’m the man in this b-tch (hey)
’bout to blow at least a hundred bands in this b-tch (wizzle)
(yeah, yeah)
i’m the man in this b-tch (yeah)
’bout to blow at least a hundred bands in this b-tch

[outro: bow wow]
ayy, breezy, i see you, my n-gga
you know you gonna be like 5x platinum on that f.a.m.e. sh-t, my n-gga (haha)
yeah, ymcmb
ayy, n-gga, ayy, underrated comin’ real soon, n-gga
cash money records
cbe, n-gga

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