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nexodus – man go lyrics

(when the man go hey!)

when the man go (hey!)
when the man go (hey!)
you don’t want none
boy carry your skunt
when the man go (hey!)
when the man go (hey!)
when the man go (hey!)
when the man go (hey!)
you don’t want none
boy give me that gun
when the man go (hey!)

drivin’ around and i can’t find it
where you belong like are you adopted
hop in the whip and she sure like it
and when i call she gon’ pull up on it
swear i be k!lling’ ’em, god likeness
enter your cranium, drill type
mary come find me and pray please
lucifer at my door in like four fights
and i’m all like

wah gwan brethren
hear you be coming around,dead then (yeah)
really you’re funny, about face then (yeah)
here you be coming to be wasted
still
wah gwan brethren
hear you be coming around,dead then (yeah)
really you’re funny, about face then (yeah)
here you be coming to be wasted

steady whippin’ for the freedom
f+ck you mean i need reason
maybe get a double seater
buggin out and i delete her
could be knocking in your jungle
yeah nature callin’ me a monster
here i be until i own this
flippin over, roller coaster

ah, hey
i’ll probably be in it forever
ah, hey
and i’m gettin money wherever
ah, hey
you’ll see me flipping if you know some’
but better keep it on the low son
‘cuz you never know who really want some

you don’t want none
boy carry your skunt
when the man go (hey!)
when the man go (hey!)
when the man go (hey!)
you don’t want none
boy gimme that gun
when the man go (hey!)

(yeah)
(go crazy)
when the man go (hey!)

i see division in both ‘ us
i’m bakery level
you doughnuts
i’m hundreds and fifties
you four bucks
you call you a legend
they called us
i swing in the party regardless
no matter the level we on
i’m on 95 and tearin’ the ride
and probably forget where i’m goin (yeah)

hard foods
trader hoes
give em reason
watch ’em do the most
sneaky b+tches
spot em through the smoke
so why you lying b+tch
i gotta go
hard foods
trader hoes
give em reason
watch ’em do the most
sneaky b+tches
spot em through the smoke
so why you lying b+tch
i gotta go

aww sh+t
yes indeed, i’m back in this b+tch
i’m felling amazing, you can’t stop the sh+t
i smoked on the truth now the mission be it
we lacing the boof so babe please let me spit
put ice on my tooth, i be new to the grit
5,000 a show, please don’t ask me again
yes i am the ox no you can’t call me glen
my shooters will leave you chopped up in a bin
while i take a flight to dubai or j+pan
i might just go f+ck on your b+tch it depends
if my girl ain’t wit’ it girl i’ll try again
cuz we don’t do threesomes with none of the fans
might call up my crips and i’ll murder your mans
no smokin’ on duse, i’m smokin’ on meds
this ain’t adult use please come pick up yah mans

(pick up yah fam fam!
pick up your f+ckin’ food fam!
where’s the f+ckin’ fam, where’s the god d+mn food?!
f+ck! f+ck!)

- nexodus lyrics

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