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man of the year - raqbaby lyrics

[intro]
i told you n*ggas they ain’t f*ckin’ with me, n*gga (smokeysmokey)
on jeezy, play, you lay, n*gga, try, you die, n*gga
on jeezy, n*gga
i’m tired of these n*ggas playin’ with this sh*t, n*gga
free the opps, n*gga
so they can die

[verse]
huh, young n*gga sh*t, we was posted on the block tryna run it up
you can’t name a young n*gga that can f*ck with us
got a freak suckin’ my d*ck while i hold my breath
hit the block, get slices and double cut
j jumpin’ in and out like a double dutch
f*ck two hoes at a time, gotta double nut
can’t leave the ho alone, got a bubble b*tt
say i been changin’ up
why you stickin’ your hand out like you want some change or somethin’?
got some top from a baddie, can’t name the ho
got a man, but he doin’ her wrong, i can’t blamе the ho
only wan’ build her, i don’t wanna change thе ho
n0body claimed her, i had to come stain the ho
i’ma just cut the b*tch off ‘fore i hang the ho
h*lla hoes tryna f*ck me now just ’cause i’m famous, though
go to prison for glizzy or die, it’s really only one wrong way to go
ex*ho, she don’t want me alive, don’t f*ck with her, but i don’t hate the ho
opp n*ggas don’t want me to strive, but a young n*gga countin’ up paper, though
keep it pimpin’, i just want f*ll*tio
keep a bl!ck, i was just playin’ b*ball with maceo
your b*tch bad, i’m on her call list
after i smash, she on my block list
ho asked me what time it is, i don’t even got no watch, b*tch
my b*tch mad, she tryna pop me
i can’t stop these hoes from callin’
uh, go to the mall, we ballin’
i ain’t the only one winnin’, we all in
b*tch know we move like an army
one of us get in the club, then we all in
you finna f*ck on me and the bros or what? lil’ b*tch, we ain’t come for the stallin’
say that she pregnant, lil’ b*tch, you r*t*rded
baby ain’t mine, b*tch, we goin’ to see maury
used to play with the spalding, we f*ckin’ all gens
do what i want with my sh*t ’cause i bought it
whatever come out that car is mine, n*gga, it’s mine ’cause i called it
the label tryna waste my motherf*ckin’ time, f*ck your lil’ contract, i bought it
she didn’t want me back then, tryna let me f*ck now, straight hang up when she call me
who tried to k!ll him? we all did
shot his sh*t, never sayin’ nothin’ ’bout it
my clothes ain’t on when i’m at your b*tch house
hope you don’t catch me freeballin’
n*gga text the bro like, “who f*cked my b*tch?”
n*gga, you know that we all did
we got a bathtub full of dog sh*t
can’t explain my life, i don’t know what to call it
can’t explain my life, but it been lit
want me dead, b*tch, suck my d*ck
bustdown rollie, that’s on my wrist
then i bought another bustdown for my b*tch
bought another glock with a coolant kit
ask how i been, i been boolin’, b*tch
opps need to stop, they ain’t doin’ sh*t
yeah, i’m known to slam an opp, i ain’t provin’ sh*t
get the drop to your block and removin’ sh*t
caught him by himself and we blew his sh*t
[chorus]
uh, huh, yeah, yeah, man of the year, huh, huh, huh
put the glock to his face, hands in the air, huh
huh, slang the drac’ his way, hit him everywhere
f*ck n*gga do not dare, opps, i do not spare

[outro]
n*gga

- raqbaby lyrics

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