#TheAnti - I'm The Man, Pt. 2 (Prod. by Ric & Thadeus)

Best to mind your business
And she know to mind her manners
When she with me
I could lose that bitch and get two inna minute
I know more about your hoe
That you can't put down inna sentence
Niggas talk a lot of shit
But ain't to many with it
Awe mane
Yeah bitch I'm the man
Yeah bitch I'm the man
I'm the man
Yeah bitch I'm the man
Yeah bitch I'm the man
Awe mane
Yeah bitch I'm the man
Yeah bitch I'm the man
I'm the man
Yeah bitch I'm the man
Yeah bitch I'm the man

Bitch I'm the man
Yeah bitch I'm the man
Call me Uncle Sam
Sam I am
Fly off widcho hoe
Call me Tuncan Sam
Smoking fruity loops off widcho bitch
She just want this milk
Give her dick
Tell that bitch to leave
Get something to eat
I ain't shit
Bitch I been the shit
Yeah I'm full of shit
This ain't nothing to a nigga
Who do this shit every week
Who you be
I'm just being me
Hy C or #TheAnti
Or they mad
Because I fucked that bitch
Mane that hoe was friendly
Let's be honest
She's an easy go
Fuck her, pass her, let her go
Alley oop my homie scored
He got her bout a week ago
Switcheroo this shit here ain't new
Ask my nigga Trey and Juice
Them my niggas
And you know we getting paid hoe

Best to mind your business
And she know to mind her manners
When she with me
I could lose that bitch and get two inna minute
I know more about your hoe
That you can't put down inna sentence
Niggas talk a lot of shit
But ain't to many with it
Awe mane
Yeah bitch I'm the man
Yeah bitch I'm the man
I'm the man
Yeah bitch I'm the man
Yeah bitch I'm the man
Awe mane
Yeah bitch I'm the man
Yeah bitch I'm the man
I'm the man
Yeah bitch I'm the man
Yeah bitch I'm the man

Babygirl saying that she lonely
She miss the old me
A cuddle buddy
I'm nothing in categories
That shit ain't for me
Fuck my ex's they got boring
Don't touch me
You gotta go
And then I'm snoring
This muddy I'm double cupped
It got me flooded
With purple rain and jolly ranchers
It got her nervous
Don't touch it
But if you anxious
Come and tatse it
Exquisite this shit ain't basic
He sipping NyQuil
Bitch im from the south
Hoe whatchu bout
I was born in 91
Banging that Carolina South
Bitch I'm married to the money
RIP to Speaker Knockers
While these pussy niggas capping
I'm just living what I'm rapping
I can back it nigga

Best to mind your business
And she know to mind her manners
When she with me
I could lose that bitch and get two inna minute
I know more about your hoe
That you can't put down inna sentence
Niggas talk a lot of shit
But ain't to many with it
Awe mane
Yeah bitch I'm the man
Yeah bitch I'm the man
I'm the man
Yeah bitch I'm the man
Yeah bitch I'm the man
Awe mane
Yeah bitch I'm the man
Yeah bitch I'm the man
I'm the man
Yeah bitch I'm the man
Yeah bitch I'm the man

Written by:
Deondreke Douse

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