letra de steve urkel - itsmanman
[intro]
yop
it’s manman, b-tch
hm
[chorus]
she suckin’ d-ck on hardwood, i got her knees hurtin’
she can’t leave a p alone, that b-tch be meat lurkin’
mm, he try to dent, we hit his head, now he need knee surgery
two straps, glasses on my face, i look like steve urkel
i’m ’bout to f-ck this b-tch auntie, make her more mad
get the f-ck up out my comments with your dork ass
he tryna fight fire and it ain’t sh-t to let the torch jab him
they tryna ball, but n-ggas weak, we left the court laughin’
[verse 1]
these n-ggas bums and washed up, that’s what they mad about
if you see her with the stincs, shе gettin’ passed around
big chop like a n-gga in thе crowd ’cause it be clappin’ loud
it ain’t sh-t to get him smoked like a black & mild
i’m ’bout to put some holes up in his shirt, where is kanye?
if he an ape, i’m ’bout to do him like harambe
out his neck, his back, he sound like ezal off of friday
dropped him, i can see your halo, i brought beyoncé
the truth hurts, dior scent up on my new shirt
i’m manman handy manny, show a n-gga how that tool work
that b-tch rap, just got a back massage for a new [?]
if he a green light, the red beam gon’ get him blew first
[chorus]
she suckin’ d-ck on hardwood, i got her knees hurtin’
she can’t leave a p alone, that b-tch be meat lurkin’
mm, he try to dent, we hit his head, now he need knee surgery
two straps, glasses on my face, i look like steve urkel
i’m ’bout to f-ck this b-tch auntie, make her more mad
get the f-ck up out my comments with your dork ass
he tryna fight fire and it ain’t sh-t to let the torch jab him
they tryna ball, but n-ggas weak, we left the court laughin’
[verse 2]
somebody grab some toilet paper, it’s some sh-t on me
this chop’ll make you hit the quan like you rich homie
can’t spare a n-gga, got her stike ’em all like we went bowling
i think the nina transgender, it’s a d-ck on it
catch him, stretch him, blast it, that sh-t was tragic
the ketchy flow, your ho is broke and nasty
no, b-tch, you can’t get a dimef&, don’t even ask me
decapitate a n-gga, leave his head right in the cabinet
but that nina to his face, she got him french kissin’
caught him on a skateboard, fn kick flipped him
he ain’t a mac, uzi left him with a k and now he big pit
totin’ mike jordan, it got the tongue out like a b-tch picture
[chorus]
she suckin’ d-ck on hardwood, i got her knees hurtin’
she can’t leave a p alone, that b-tch be meat lurkin’
mm, he try to dent, we hit his head, now he need knee surgery
two straps, glasses on my face, i look like steve urkel
i’m ’bout to f-ck this b-tch auntie, make her more mad
get the f-ck up out my comments with your dork ass
he tryna fight fire and it ain’t sh-t to let the torch jab him
they tryna ball, but n-ggas weak, we left the court laughin’
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