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itsmanman - signature lyrics

[intro]
(ayy, turk, turn that sh+t up)
hm, yop
it’s manman, b+tch
ayy

[chorus]
manman rockin’ out a show, b+tch, could you picture it?
n+ggas frownin’ ’cause they b+tches want a signature
four+five, it came with long hair, i call it vivica
you think you ralfy, b+tch? you ain’t the plug, your ass a middle man
don’t give a f+ck ’bout who don’t like me, b+tch, i’m thuggin’
my baby chocolate chip, but i put nuts up in her oven
get him hit, send a blitz, the hollow tips about to truck him
he was thinkin’ with his d+ck, now pippy long about to f+ck him

[verse]
he was tryna fight, f+ck i look like slicin’? long live kimbo
that boy a mice, ain’t in there tellin’ lies, he givin’ info
if dog a goose, that n+gga better duck, we playin’ limbo
he got a potty mouth, so gang them caught him on that sh+t bowl
colin kaepernick, leg shots, we took a knee
i ain’t never been no sucker, dum dum, thesе n+ggas sweet
get to askin’ where i’m from, i chuck a four and thеn the east
he wanted smoke, and now he beefin’ with the drac’ like pusha t
ain’t gotta say too much, these n+ggas know what’s goin’ on
and this is what you get for leavin’ me at home alone
i’m not with all that sneak dissin’ and beefin’ on the phone
i’ll pull up with a draco, they know drakeo had the throne
i’ll take your sh+t, swiper no swipin’, i’ll chalk door
he wanted a fade, i’m knockin’ off his fro, you better stop, norbit
n+ggas in the city bummed out while i was out tourin’
i don’t even sip, but this an awful lot of cough syrup
throw some water on him, dj ezzy, n+gga, stop sleepin’
ar with the titties, let it show but this is not cleavage
ridin’ ’round with a kel+tec but i am not kenan
treat him like an open water bottle, have his top leakin’
n+gga said he ain’t f+ckin’ with my raps, but his b+tch like it
bro be knockin’ off the white kids, n+gga, r.i.p. tyler
find the dad, then i’ma beat the baby ass, i like to kick toddlers
he ran his mouth up, bag on top his head, now he a hitchhiker
poppin’ at your feet, b+tch, dance, get your boogie on
i call your b+tch “candy”, hit the room and she gon’ tootsie roll
most my bars go over n+ggas’ heads like they got hoodies on
she tryna join the team, but is you tryna get that p+ssy soaked?
[chorus]
manman rockin’ out a show, b+tch, could you picture it?
n+ggas frownin’ ’cause they b+tches want a signature
four+five, it came with long hair, i call it vivica
you think you ralfy, b+tch? you ain’t the plug, your ass a middle man
don’t give a f+ck ’bout who don’t like me, b+tch, i’m thuggin’
my baby chocolate chip, but i put nuts up in her oven
get him hit, send a blitz, the hollow tips about to truck him
he was thinkin’ with his d+ck, now pippy long about to f+ck him

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