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ray charles - itsmanman lyrics

[intro]
huh
yop
(oh, we gotta hear wwlb)
(hombre made the beat, d*mn it)

[chorus]
tell them boys come outside, it’s time to play ball
f*ck i look like, liu kang? sh*t, we can’t brawl
i’m tryna chill, but pippy long just knocked his face off
n*ggas can’t see me and i ain’t beefin’ with a ray charles
stinc team, yop yop, n*gga, do somethin’
it look cool in videos, but n*gga, shoot somethin’
outside with the big 4s, it was two somethin’
when it come down to this sh*t, they know who run it

[verse 1]
i be laughin’, n*ggas mad and they don’t like me
well, too bad, if you don’t like me, n*gga, fight me
hm, psych, what i look like fightin’ a n*gga? we gon’ strike him
machete on the k, lil’ b*tch, i’m manman mike myers
if you broke, go sell throat, b*tch, you might as well
put that heater on his chain and make his ice melt
hollows hit a n*gga for that presi’, these barack sh*lls
ralfy pourin’ line after line like the ride sales
shanaynay knocked his ass down, n*gga, get up
do you want your head split or your b*tch f*cked?
chop like an uber, we catch him out, we gettin’ picked up
b*tch, where? b*tch, who? n*gga, b*tch, what?
don’t care ’bout a b*tch, hm, i just want my wrist broke
i want my neck dancin’, roll bounce, disco
i’ll lil’ boy a n*gga and make him call me big bro
put a pole to his head and make him duck, limbo
[chorus]
tell them boys come outside, it’s time to play ball
f*ck i look like, liu kang? sh*t, we can’t brawl
i’m tryna chill, but pippy long just knocked his face off
n*ggas can’t see me and i ain’t beefin’ with a ray charles
stinc team, yop yop, n*gga, do somethin’
it look cool in videos, but n*gga, shoot somethin’
outside with the big 4s, it was two somethin’
when it come down to this sh*t, they know who run it

[verse 2]
before my twenty*first, b*tch, i’m gettin’ iced out
they keep sayin’ “next up”, b*tch, i’m right now
nfl, the chopper stiff arm him, n*gga, watch out
i don’t wanna raise the pipe up, so, n*gga, pipe down
the glock made him milly rock, n*gga, stop dancin’
sent some hollows through his tint and he was not cappin’
sh*t be crazy, how you get some beef and think about rappin’?
he in the zone, i’m ’bout to send a blitz, this is not madden
i’m with play and day3, they bangin’ ec
broke her back, i think she need help, i was knee*deep
hm, give a n*gga nine shots, that’s like three threes
crazy, i be rockin’ with the cs, my belt bd
i see them numbers goin’ up, b*tch, i’m turned up
told that b*tch “it’s noodle time”, go on and slurp up
bbl on a four*five, it got some work
we not boxin’, lil’ n*gga tried to match and got burnt up
[chorus]
tell them boys come outside, it’s time to play ball
f*ck i look like, liu kang? sh*t, we can’t brawl
i’m tryna chill, but pippy long just knocked his face off
n*ggas can’t see me and i ain’t beefin’ with a ray charles
stinc team, yop yop, n*gga, do somethin’
it look cool in videos, but n*gga, shoot somethin’
outside with the big 4s, it was two somethin’
when it come down to this sh*t, they know who run it

- itsmanman lyrics

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