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care man - yfn lucci lyrics

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[intro]
i’m the care man (squat made the beat)
see, i got b*tches come and f*ck me every now and then (b100)

[chorus]
who am i? huh, yeah, yeah, i’m the care man
see, i got b*tches come and f*ck me every now and then
she bring her partner to the spot, i take care of them
see, i bust one and then i watch, i’m a real player
look, told my youngin go and air it out and go take care of them
they put real pressure on your block ’cause i take care of them
he ’bout to come pick up a block, go’n take care of him, yeah
you can’t sell a n*gga rock ‘less you take care of him

[verse 1]
look, hit the block, yeah
phone ringin’ early, it ain’t even seven o’clock, huh
the early bird get the worm, time to set up shop, yeah, uh
serve you in a hurry
in the kitchen cookin’ pot, thought it was curry, uh, uh
whip an audemar, go whip a rollie, huh, yeah, uh
run off with that pack, boy, this sh*t stolen, huh, yeah, uh
i know bg got that stick, see, he barely can tote it, yeah
kay just hit a l!ck, best believe i put him on it, uh

[pre*chorus]
h*llraiser, caretaker, soul*taker
i just counted up like three mil’, i want some more paper
if you ever p*ss me off, i’ma want your paper
uh, if you ever p*ss me off, i’ma want your paper

[chorus]
who am i? huh, yeah, yeah, i’m the care man
see, i got b*tches come and f*ck me every now and then
she bring her partner to the spot, i take care of them
see, i bust one and then i watch, i’m a real player
look, told my youngin go and air it out and go take care of them
they put real pressure on your block ’cause i take care of them
he ’bout to come pick up a block, go’n take care of him, yeah
you can’t sell a n*gga rock ‘less you take care of him

[verse 2]
ayy, you can’t sell a dub here, you a dub here
heard shawty was havin’ paper then, yeah, that was him
ayy, he went broke on that lil’ b*tch, she say she loved him
i broke the bezel on that b*tch, i tried to flood him, huh, uh
i billed the h*ll out of that lil’ b*tch, couldn’t even afford me, huh (b*tch)
i had to break the one ho phone, she was tryna record me (give me that sh*t)
i had to put the maybach, motherf*cker, on forgis (skrrt)
i had to flip over that b*tch in case she know me
ayy, who am i?

[pre*chorus]
caretaker, i f*ck up that d*mn paper
get ’em whacked now or later, i owe you a hundred favors
they gon’ hold me down, anchor, i just got a hundred acres
hundred pointer ’round my ankle, plus, i’m a soul*taker

[chorus]
who am i? huh, yeah, yeah, i’m the care man
see, i got b*tches come and f*ck me every now and then
she bring her partner to the spot, i take care of them
see, i bust one and then i watch, i’m a real player
look, told my youngin go and air it out and go take care of them
they put real pressure on your block ’cause i take care of them
he ’bout to come pick up a block, go’n take care of him, yeah
you can’t sell a n*gga rock ‘less you take care of him

[outro]
caretaker, i f*ck up that d*mn paper
get ’em whacked now or later, i owe you a hundred favors

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