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yung skrrt & jonah baseball - the man lyrics

[chorus: houdinne, yung skrrt & jonah baseball]
lady and the tramp
every country stamps
ride her like a ramp
your girl is a fan
do all i can
eat her like a flan
i f-ck her in a van
i berry like a cran
i tell you i’m the man
packin’ on a bowl and i p-ss it with my hand
smokin’ on a j and i tell you its a ten
i’m the f-ckin’ man imma tell yo -ss again
chillin in azerbaijan
its hard to understand pull up in a caravan (b-tch)
yung skrrt is renaissance man
trading on the wood like the settlers of catan
lil baseball man
flyin out from j-pan
doin what i can
do what i want what i can

[verse 1: jonah baseball & yung skrrt]
drunk box jackie chan
turn a boy to a man
do it on water on land
wake up man i do it again
follow me around you can see what i’m sayin’
my pocket
got so much gas you can guess i’m the man
flava flav, abraham lincoln
ace of spades b-tch i’m not drinkin’
see sometimes i just be thinking
cash on me but i stay bankin’
on the low, got versace socks on the floor
i ain’t gon play no more
i’m just on a boat
i’m just tryna train go slow
stack dough low with the a-chrome dome like woah
where do you gon and get that
thats just my plan of attack
got all the g’s in my pants
pull up in phantom matte black
i don’t wanna slang no more
put me in the game my bro
let me tell you it’s the same d-mn show
if you ain’t already know
you don’t even have to go

[verse 2: lunarboy]
flyin’ out from j-pan
and i pull up in the tram
i been the god b-tch know who i am
flawless since birth b-tch look at the man
follow me with a camera
you know you gotta getcha bands up
it’s goin’ all how i planned
lil b-tch i’m the man
even though everybody on it
you know it was me who started
never show up to your party
you know the boy that best be honest
everyone tryna run up
be riled by my come up
never sleep when the sun up
you know lunarboy’s got his funds up

[chorus: houdinne & yung skrrt]
lady and the tramp
every country stamps
ride her like a ramp
your girl is a fan
do all i can
eat her like a flan
i f-ck her in a van
i berry like a cran
i tell you i’m the man
packin’ on a bowl and i p-ss it with my hand
smokin’ on a j and i tell you its a ten
i’m the f-ckin’ man imma tell yo -ss again

- yung skrrt jonah baseball lyrics

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