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d1 (supergroup) - the man lyrics

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[chorus: shiro]
i’m the man, i’m the man, yeah, yeah
i’m the man, i’m the man, yeah
she say i’m the man, i’m the man, yeah
hit it then i block her, that’s the plan, yeah
i’m the man, i’m the man, yeah
i’m the man, i’m the man, yeah, yeah
i’m the man, i’m the man, yeah

[verse 1: lil wintr]
i’m the man, i’m the man, yeah
smoking on the thrax, i’m in first, ain’t in last, yeah
hoes up on my d-ck, i be guapping, shit is fast, yeah
got the boof pack in the bluebird, swerving fast, yeah
diamonds on the necklace, b-tch i’m the man
i do what i want, b-tch i know that i can
when i pull up to the house, all the b-tches want the man
i can’t stand a fucking hoe who be fucking up my plans

[chorus: shiro]
i’m the man, i’m the man, yeah, yeah
i’m the man, i’m the man, yeah
she say i’m the man, i’m the man, yeah
hit it then i block her, that’s the plan, yeah
i’m the man, i’m the man, yeah, yeah
i’m the man, i’m the man, yeah
she say i’m the man, i’m the man, yeah
hit it then i block her, that’s the plan, yeah

[verse 2: shiro]
please don’t hit my phone, leave me ‘lone, please just stop it
every time she hit my phone you know i block it
turned the chevy to a beamer, next a rocket
please don’t come and try me, pull your arms up out your sockets
swervin’ in the coupe, and the roof drop
b-tch i got the pack, you know how i rock
all this money coming in, it don’t ever stop
all this money coming in, got a lot of guap

[verse 3: hella sketchy]
yes, i am the man
moving up, undercover, got my pants
can’t stop stuntin’ on these lames, they all fans
racks on racks, racks on me, bands on bands
moving all the pounds, all these kilos to japan
runnin’ up the ranks with d1, diamonds dance
stuntin’ on these lames, flexin’ on ’em ’cause i can
jewels ’round my neck got me feeling like the man

[verse 4: marcelo]
yeah, yeah, i’m just moving on a yacht, yeah
they all say they love her, but that b-tch, she just a thot
i can’t ever flop, no, i can’t ever stop
i got this shit on lock, we stay posted on the block
this shit ain’t what you thought, your homies, they gon’ plot
my clothes, they cost a lot, brand new car up off the lot
you think you are but you are not, you gotta stop with all that talk
i got these racks all on my stock, yes, d1, we go on top



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