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the man - wavesongianni lyrics

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[intro]
been the wave
ayy, ayy, ayy

[chorus]
the way i walk, way i talk (ayy, ayy)
man, i know that i’m the man (boom, boom)
i’m too player, n*gga
you the type to hit the beach with sand (pew, pew, pew pew)
n*gga shut up
you rather run your mouth than run you up some bands (ayy, ayy)
these n*ggas hot (pew pew)
tryna ride the wave, i turn them into fans (hah, hah)

[verse 1]
fresh to death
i’m a young fly kid with the sauce (fresh, with the sauce)
yous a dubby, now you wanna come around here
hold your loss (hold your loss)
see me come up from the gutter
now i’m moving like a boss (like a boss)
this is palm angels
i ain’t rocking no lacoste
i got big bag, n*gga (what)
and my b*tch bad, n*gga (what, what)
heard they ran down on your ass (what, what)
can’t get your sh*t back, n*gga (what, what)
you a broke boy, n*gga (what, what)
and my pockets getting bigger (what, what)
got my teacher on my d*ck (what, what)
i never miss class n*gga (what, what)

[chorus]
the way i walk, way i talk (ayy, ayy)
man, i know that i’m the man (ayy, boom, boom)
i’m too player, n*gga
you the type to hit the beach with sand (pew, pew, pew pew)
n*gga shut up
you rather run your mouth than run you up some bands (hah, hah)
these n*ggas hot (boom, boom)
tryna ride the wave, i turn them into fans (hah, hah)

[verse 2]
money is the answer (the answer)
had to run my bands up (bands up)
gotta watch your chick
’cause she keep telling me i’m handsome (i’m handsome)
she freaky, she a dancer (a dancer)
but i can not stand her (i can’t stand her)
i just want the mazzi
then get out my crib you cancer (you cancer)
so much labels calling, i don’t know which one to pick (which one to pick)
they gon’ have to pay me ’cause they know that i’m the sh*t (that i’m the sh*t)
pop out in some gucci, i look like i hit a l!ck (i hit a l!ck)
i don’t follow back, but, baby, i might like your pic (might like your pic)
boyfriend, he can’t stand me, ’cause a n*gga fancy (uh, uh)
i don’t do relations, stop the talking, drop your panties (uh, uh)
i’ma break her back, and she feeling like a granny (uh, uh)
she swallowing all my kids, so she don’t even need a plan b (uh, uh)

[chorus]
the way i walk, way i talk
man, i know that i’m the man (ayy, ayy)
i’m too player, n*gga
you the type to hit the beach with sand (boom, boom)
n*gga shut up (pew, pew)
you rather run your mouth than run you up some bands (pew pew)
these n*ggas hot (ayy, ayy)
tryna ride the wave, i turn them into fans (hah hah)
hah, hah

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