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letra de the man - ali bla bla

[intro]
i’m the man
i got so much (?)
i got like five or six cars
(?) my personality
i have the best personality
and i’m so good looking
did i mention how good looking i am?
have you seen this face (? so rich)
oh, this face is wonderful
i am glorious
look at my face
everyone else envyin’ me
everyone envyin’ me
i am the man
the man
the man
the man
the man
the man

[verse 1]
yo listen
i call this bird tina turner
cause she thinks i’m simply the best
me and my pal roy do ‘roids in david lloyds
so we look good in a vest
i’m only going ibiza closing party next month
cause i can’t wait to get on the sesh
skip the travel insurance, buy more blue pills
(?) instead
mate i’m all about peace and love
unless someone treats me like a mug
i don’t care if you do jujitsu
i’ll smash a brick on the head, you c-nt
mate i’m all about equal rights
until i need to tell a b-tch be quiet
don’t care if your instagram says your woke
you can’t take a joke, and need to get a life

[chorus]
kind of like it when you ask me
to open the pickle jar
i like it when you ask me
to top up the oil in your little car
i like it when i hold the door
cause oh i just feel so mature
cause i’m the man
yeah i’m the man
i’m the f-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
yeah my b-lls are big and round, yeah

[verse 2]
i dropped seven hundred large
(?) bmw
swerving lanes with no indicators
and i don’t give a f-ck if my driving troubles you
cause it’s a man’s world
and i p-ss in the lift just cause i wanted to
but don’t call me a momma’s boy
because i’m thirty one and still live under mummy’s roof
liquid lunch, cowabunga
yeah my nose is f-ckin’ (?)
speeding (?), lost my hunger
quinoa leaf (?) suckas
how can i be more pc when i’m such a man
lifestyle of a lad of leisure
thank god he give me a big sack

[chorus]
yeah cause i like it when you ask me
to open the pickle jar
i like it when you ask me
to top up the oil in your little car
i like it when i hold the door
cause oh i just feel so mature
cause i’m the man
yeah i’m the man
i’m the f-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
yeah my b-lls are big and round, yeah

[instrumental break]
evil is the man that is my foe

[verse 3]
yeah
pc
is all i hear, all i see
they’re chatting sh-t on tv
i say “i don’t know why i just can’t be me”
they’re chatting sh-t on tv
i say “i don’t know why i just can’t be me”
(?)
(?)
(?) shut your f-cking

[chorus]
i’m the f-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking motherf-cking
motherf-cking motherf-cking
i’m the f-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m the motherf-cking man
i’m just angry cause life didn’t go to plan

- ali bla bla

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