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letra de i'm tha man - cozz

[intro]
chill
we could just smoke
we could just chill, we could just smoke
you know!
yeah, yeah
uh

[verse 1]
get your fine -ss in that water, baby
don’t get all bougie, don’t get all crazy
roll that doobie, but don’t get lazy
show them b00bies, you s-xy ladies
i get it, i get it, it’s monday
whoa—get it together one day, but why wait five days for friday? don’t worry ’bout my name
i’m the motherf-cking man
n-gga, you should ask around, south central the town
home school, it be crenshaw
to my blood n-ggas, nothing against ya’ll
i got love for you all, but no love for the broads
so if i am in your plans, hope my d-ck is involved
come on
s-xing us all, but she waiting on a ring like she expecting a call
i’m setting the bar
hating n-ggas like “he the man forreal?”
silly motherf-cker, doesn’t cancer k!ll?
how is that for real?
sit back and chill, cody macc is here
i’m trying to make it rain in that sunny weather
trying to get more change than armageddon
picky now-a-days, if you ugly, uh-uh
i like older hoes, ’cause they f-ck me better
it’s cozz, n-gga
that’s c-o-z-z, mr. always-holding-40-oz
or a oz of the og kush hash push that ones back, just that, f-ck crack
what’s that? you don’t understand what i’m trying to say?
i’m first place, runner-up about a mile away
how this n-gga got side hoes?
and he ain’t even got no main
n-gga

[chorus]
’cause i’m the man, you should ask around
i’m the motherf-cking man, you should ask around
i’m the motherf-cking man, you should ask around
n-ggas scared to get on tracks, ’cause i lays it down
man, you should ask around
i’m the motherf-cking man, you should ask around
n-ggas scared to get on tracks, ’cause i lays it down
’cause i’m the motherf-cking—
i’m the motherf-cking man!

[verse 2]
(yeah, uh)
spazzin have some
about to have a asthma attack
well, half is that
then the other half is both my hash, in fact
bumping acid rap, i tries to cadillac
never understood why cats had to rat
i had the explorer, i had to trash that sh-t, never got -ss in that
grade-a gr-ss, homie p-ss it back
it’s a $5 minimum, 3, but you hit it once
tired of the ignorance, that’s why i feel kin to rip
m-ss of the innocents, citizen giving kids sweet lines
cinnamon sedatives interested in women ready to get it in
i ain’t stupid, i really do this
i wouldn’t f-ck with music if i found it useless
already confident the 40 boost it
i found a flow that can make you lose it
soulful ruger put the bullets through ya, lyrically shoot ya
and if i lose it, i’ll grab mama’s gun and erykah-badu ya
hip-hop’s savior, slash, intruder
n-ggas act like they knew ya, as soon as your loot up
n-gga got tux, but never do suit up
smoking weed and acting a fool never really bothered me
i just wish that my moms could see that..

[outro]
ask around
motherf-cking man, n-gga ask around
it’s the motherf-cking man, n-gga ask around
holla at your n-gga, man, i’ll be in town
motherf-cking man, n-gga ask around
ha, yeah
ask around

- cozz

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