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letra de maaan - young m.a

[intro]
man (haha, haha, ha)
man

[chorus]
man, you got me f-cked up
i don’t sweat no hoes, i got my bucks up, hold my nuts up
clown
man down, we pull them trucks out (woah, woah-woah, woah-woah)

[verse 1]
yeah, i’m on that savage sh-t
press me and i’m tappin’ sh-t (and i’m tappin’ sh-t)
and you can have the b-tch because i had the b-tch
big pimpin’
ayy, girl let me put my d-ck in (ayy, what’s up, baby?)
if you gon’ be a hoe, then hoe just stick with it
don’t switch up, you got me f-cked up
i don’t sweat no hoes, i got my bucks up, hold my nuts up
clown
man down, we pull them trucks out (skrr)
yeah, ayy
don’t watch me, watch your mouth (watch your mouth)
now we inside your house (boom)
ain’t even got to shoot the n-gga, man, just knock him out
’cause he a lame (lame)
he don’t bang, he ain’t really gang, gang (gang)
you can say a lot but just don’t say my namе
we poppin’ off (grr), knock it off
boy, you cotton soft (man, you soft)
d-mn, you still up on my d-ck, man, when you hoppin’ off?
i see the hoеs (what’s up?)
i beat the hoe and then i leave the hoe (beat it)
beat a hoe (beat it), give her back to you (beat it)
now you can keep the hoe (beat it)
ayy, i’m c-cky and conceited, hoe, yeah (ooh)
stand up when you see me, pledge allegiance, hoe (h-llo)
respect my name, respect the gang (gang)
one shot, one k!ll, b-tch, respect the aim (boom)
[chorus]
man, you got me f-cked up
i don’t sweat no hoes, i got my bucks up, hold my nuts up
clown
man down, we pull them trucks out
yeah, ayy (skrr)

[verse 2]
i hop right out the bed (ooh)
first i grab the pistol (who that?)
sh-ttin’ on a hater, let me grab the tissue
what you say? (huh?)
pull up my shirt, oh, thought we had a issue (oh, what’s up?)
stupid n-gga, look what all that cappin’ get you
man, man, you got me f-cked up
i ain’t got time for this, fill my cup up (that henny)
i lose my mind for this, that’s why i’m drugged up (i am)
but if you willin’ to die for this, i hope your luck up (baow)
first of all, collect a bag, f-ck is you talking ’bout? (ayy, what you talking ’bout?)
i’m fifty bands richer when i’m walkin’ out
never beefin’ with a broke n-gga, no (no)
and i’m never beefin’ with a n-gga for a hoe (no)

[chorus]
hahaha, you got me f-cked up
i don’t sweat no hoes, i got my bucks up, hold my nuts up
clown
man down, we pull them trucks out
man (hahaha)
[outro]
it’s redlyfe
on the set, man, i put that on the set
it’s redlyfe
on the set, man, i put that on the set
it’s redlyfe
on the set, man, i put that on the set
it’s redlyfe
you got me f-cked up

- young m a

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