[Intro] Chill We could just smoke We could just chill, we could just smoke You know! Yeah, yeah Uh
[Verse 1] Get your fine ass in that water, baby Don't get all bougie, don't get all crazy Roll that doobie, but don't get lazy Show them boobies, you sexy ladies I get it, I get it, it's Monday Whoa—get it together one day, but why wait five days for Friday? don't worry 'bout my name I'm the motherfucking man Nigga, you should ask around, South Central the town Home school, it be Crenshaw To my blood niggas, nothing against ya'll I got love for you all, but no love for the broads So if I am in your plans, hope my dick is involved Come on Sexing us all, but she waiting on a ring like she expecting a call I'm setting the bar Hating niggas like "He the man forreal?" Silly motherfucker, doesn't cancer kill? How is that for real? Sit back and chill, Cody Macc is here I'm trying to make it rain in that sunny weather Trying to get more change than Armageddon Picky now-a-days, if you ugly, Uh-uh I like older hoes, 'cause they fuck me better It's Cozz, nigga That's C-O-Z-Z, Mr. Always-Holding-40-OZ Or a OZ of the OG Kush hash push that ones back, just that, fuck crack What's that? You don't understand what I'm trying to say? I'm first place, runner-up about a mile away How this nigga got side hoes? And he ain't even got no main Nigga
[Chorus] 'Cause I'm the man, you should ask around I'm the motherfucking man, you should ask around I'm the motherfucking man, you should ask around Niggas scared to get on tracks, 'cause I lays it down Man, you should ask around I'm the motherfucking man, you should ask around Niggas scared to get on tracks, 'cause I lays it down 'Cause I'm the motherfucking— I'm the motherfucking man!
[Verse 2] (Yeah, Uh) Spazzin have some About to have a asthma attack Well, half is that Then the other half is both my hash, in fact Bumping Acid Rap, I tries to Cadillac Never understood why cats had to rat I had the Explorer, I had to trash that shit, never got ass in that Grade-A grass, homie pass it back It's a $5 minimum, 3, but you hit it once Tired of the ignorance, that's why I feel Kendrick Mass of the innocents, citizen giving kids sweet lines Cinnamon sedatives interested in women ready to get it in I ain't stupid, I really do this I wouldn't fuck with music if I found it useless Already confident the 40 boost it I found a flow that can make you lose it Soulful Ruger put the bullets through ya, lyrically shoot ya And if I lose it, I'll grab Mama's gun and Erykah-Badu ya Hip-hop's savior, slash, intruder Niggas act like they knew ya, as soon as your loot up Nigga got tux, but never do suit up Smoking weed and acting a fool never really bothered me I just wish that my moms could see that..
[Chorus] 'Cause I'm the man, you should ask around I'm the motherfucking man, you should ask around I'm the motherfucking man, you should ask around Niggas scared to get on tracks, 'cause I lays it down Man, you should ask around I'm the motherfucking man, you should ask around Niggas scared to get on tracks, 'cause I lays it down 'Cause I'm the motherfucking— I'm the motherfucking man!
[Outro] Ask around Motherfucking man, nigga ask around It's the motherfucking man, nigga ask around Holla at your nigga, man, I'll be in town Motherfucking man, nigga ask around Ha, yeah Ask aroundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
