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may rock - half manne half menace lyrics

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[part i: “half manne”]

[intro]
yeah, yeah
yeah, never learn (never learn)
yeah

[verse]
20/20 vision, gotta cop me a 458
i go ‘head and i whip it with b#tches all in it, and do 100 on the interstate
but in order to get it, i gotta get money and get me some food on my dinner plate
i done made a few waves now i’mma be straight, i got me some fans in some different states
i’m getting paid, it’s on the way
might not be today, but i wait and wait
let the hourglass break, i ain’t one to let time effect my game
let the people hate, never trying to hate, tryna educate
and the people talking need to meditate
i just smoke me a j and i fade away, disappear david blaine
now you in the way
i pull up on the game and i elevate
yellow diamonds on me look like lemonade
and i roc a fella like i’m jigga dame
living my life, i cannot complain
i’m always working like a steak ‘n shake
wish i could go back to them better days
i was bumping that ‘carter 4′, lil wayne
now i’m drizzy with the champagne
working on the album day to day
thank me later when you hit the play
nothing ever gonna be the same, yeah (woo)
wrist semi automatic
lyrics finna leave you tragic
punchlines when it’s crunch time
with the heat just like a dragon
or shoot the 3 just like i’m dragic
he a shooter ray allen
i’m not a shooter, i’m a slacker
but i keep it g, no wagon
i’m a g, i ain’t cappin’
i know my roots like jimmy fallon
all the og’s they know me
and the gang gang got it tatted (yeah, let’s get it)

[part ii: “half menace”]

[verse]
shut the f#ck up
uh, half manne, half menace, b#tch
finna go berzerk and cause a racket like it’s tennis, b#tch
i’m dead sick, milly need his medicine
top dawg like king kendrick, they won’t take me out my element
the revolution, you ain’t never been relevant
i need them blue faces playing sega genesis
or a r&b girl, a real b#tch, no mannequin
gimme 4 sza’s 3 jorja’s, and a couple ari lennox’s
maybe a tinashe, that can get 2 on
if i get it i’ll never pull out like a college room futon
man what are you on, i’m red hot, you lukewarm
salty cause you know i got the sauce, grey poupon
bird sh#t, had the larry shoes and the jersey
member 5th grade they used to laugh and call me turkey
now i’m laughing to the bank and never worry
like they just delirious and i’m raw, eddie murphy
make it reign like the romans you can’t see me tho
all about the triple h, the health, haters and them hoes
that’s why you never see me posting all the snaps from the club, it’s a dub
i’m tryna thug and have “so much fun”
and you don’t get that
that’s why i walk it, talk it, and i spit that
gimme me a break for 4 bars, ain’t talking kit kat
word up
i’m eric andre, way i flip the bird up
a made#man, and you ain’t nothing but a maid, berta
at your f#cking service, i’m way above the surface
with 5 dimes, i make a milly, call me curtis
while these whole ass women date these half ass kids
need to open up and see i’m two and a half men
i’m chilling, and they gone paint me as the villain
but there’s no days off, i’m drilling never need a fill in
i flex up, got my checks up and when they ask you who the next up, that’s me
yeah
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