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Paroles de Im Da Man

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Paroles de la chanson Im Da Man par Fog Steel lyrics officiel

Im Da Man est une chanson en Anglais

Bitch I'm the fucking man I got the plan so please don't try and force my hand
I'm crashing out you get up in the way of me and all my bands
They got me mad don't understand I'm ready to go get em
Told my bitch don't stress about me cheating Im different from these niggas
Mooky pissed yall got him flashing out you think we taking pictures
Sorry baby I can't lay with you I'm chasing after figures
Bitch don't come and try and kick it if you ain't no go getter
Ima cut your lil ass off I find out you a gold digger
Surround myself around some hustlers and I got more richer
Don't get it fucked up we all bleed so I ain't scared of no nigga
When y'all start acting so tough I could've sworn you niggas bitches
We gon catch that pussy loafing since he doing all that dissing
If you ain't my fucking hoe then no I ain't doing no kissing
Check my wrist and check my neck look at my ice you think I'm pissing
Who got the guts to come through fishing
Just like Dory gon be missing
Just like Dame all my shots hitting
Just like Klay you inconsistent nigga
Feel like Mook I'm out of sight and I been distant
Think you gon door me bitch you dumb it might be safe you keep your distance
Had to get away her showed her true colors acting different
Had to cut a couple niggas they ain't see the fucking vision
I ain't never ask for handouts bitch I got my own motion
Ain't nobody help with shit cause bitch I got my own tokens
We gon drop you on your feet you think you slick I see you boasting
Bitch I already had that hoe your ass gon die I see you trolling
Bitch I'm the fucking man I got the plan so please don't try and force my hand
I'm crashing out you get up in the way of me and all my bands
They got me mad don't understand I'm ready to go get em
Told my bitch don't stress about me cheating Im different from these niggas
Mooky pissed yall got him flashing out you think we taking pictures
Sorry baby I can't lay with you I'm chasing after figures
Bitch don't come and try and kick it if you ain't no go getter
Ima cut your lil ass off I find out you a gold digger
Designer murder when we caught em I got blood up on my ricks
He got hit up in his back and now his big bro acting sick
Think he tough just like he Dough boy nigga feening for revenge
Then ima get his brother too then go to Cuba with my bitch
Im disappointed in you nigga oh you really think you slick
I had to find out from my hoe that you was talking out your lips
He needa caution sign we slid on em made that nigga slip
You ain't listen to don't run thought we said don't fucking trip
Got his brothers with 2 primary's I got a overkill
He masked up we made him sick like nigga how corona feel
Make his brothers disappear they going through it Jack and Jill
Only difference is them bitch ass boys ain't make it up the hill
I can't say I made it till I hand my ma her own mill
Caught that out nigga out at breakfast broad day his last meal
Just like Pookie Loc he came for me and that's his last drill
03 29 I'm dropping nigga this The Real Steel
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Auteur: Fog Steel
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