nef the pharaoh – man what?! lyrics
[verse 1: nef the pharoe]
it’s 5 am and i already made 10 plays
sound exchange, text coming in, keep a n+gga paid
my stripper b+tch wake up at 3 pm, like boy, good morning
i already caught a flight and took care of my mama mortgage
boss sh+t, i put my son in private school, i’m awesome
all my n+ggas thanking me for blessings that i tossed them
[?] grizley bear, but disrespect and he gon’ [?]
40 told me buy a house, i went and bought some farm land
cars was nothing, if i rap it, buy another
i threw my big sister a bag, trust funds for my baby brother
my mama prowd of her high school dropout
we in different tax brakets, i invest in stocks [?]
friend took a 15 [?] he back up again
the other just put 20 in his mouth and threw his mama 10
all i know i’m thankful that i’m blessed, my baby mama rich
if i wanted to, i’d run around and have all kind of kids
[chorus: maxi bravo]
man, what?
duphous
get popped
chopper rick flair, [?] legs like [?]
i’m with the same n+ggas i was with in the sandbox
we got straps like hitchc+ck
and my shooters like deadshot
money, treat that sh+t like track, we been ran through it
what?
sliding down his block [?] stupid
my pockets happy fat, i’m like d+mn [?]
leave a n+gga crippled, tell his mama that her mans [?]
[verse 2: slimmy b]
slimmy b, i’m that n+gga with that stick on him
and it’s poking out my ip like i’m [?]
[?] yeah i had to throw a switch on it
on these sucker n+ggas heads, yeah, i been on them
rule number one, you see a opp, you better get on him
i ain’t sparing sh+t, [?] the stick and let it drip on him
slide on your b+tch, [?] d+ck, then i dip [?]
hen i bag drop, i do my dance, yeah i [?] on him
on these n+ggas’ necks, imma make sure i keep my feet on
i ain’t got no friends, that’s why a n+gga [?]
running up them bands, that’s why a n+gga always be gone
he ain’t got no bands, that’s why that n+gga always be home
n+ggas talking ’bout they getting [?] n+gga, come do it
ain’t no sending tweets when it’s beef, n+gga, i come shoot it
acting like he really ’bout that life, well n+gga, come lose it
[?] bands [?] thumb it
[chorus: maxi bravo]
man, what?
duphous
get popped
chopper rick flair, [?] legs like [?]
i’m with the same n+ggas i was with in the sandbox
we got straps like hitchc+ck
and my shooters like deadshot
money, treat that sh+t like track, we been ran through it
what?
sliding down his block [?] stupid
my pockets happy fat, i’m like d+mn [?]
leave a n+gga crippled, tell his mama that her mans [?]
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