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LUH GRIM - Mans World (feat. J5) Lyrics



LUH GRIM - Mans World (feat. J5) Lyrics




What you know hoppin a car and come spraying shit
I ain't Nike, My niggas just doing it
Toting Gen cant forget bout the cooling kit
Talking hot and your clique going in my spilff
Im real reckless bust down kamikaze
Rolling up and she all on my body, might get me a gang one or two extra bodies
Send a Blitz and my niggas like copy
Sepin your block and we shoot everybody
Bae why you gotta do this but cant you see
Baby this is a Mans World
If you with me might take you to my world

Watch your back on both sides gotta hurry
If you miss then you all inna worry
My clip holding 30 not talking bout Curry
Who that texting your phone
I-85 yeah shes tryna give me dome
Couldn't even wait till we get back to home
Bitch im stepping on shit so damn much that it stink
Tryna get on my private, she not on my rank
Slime him out for bout 10, bout to slide to the bank
Cant you see this a Mans World
Cutting back to the zone thats a Tuddy
Found where he stay, bitch i did all my studies
Went out through the backdoor, not my gang not my buddy
Hit em up leave em red now his face is all bloody
Tryna find where i stay, yeah that bitch is a dummy
Gave her all of the D and it made her day Sunny
No Badlands
Know we robbing these stores, where my bag man
Couple racks to his face like im batman
Baby this just a mans world

What you know hoppin a car and come spraying shit
I ain't Nike, My niggas just doing it
Toting Gen cant forget bout the cooling kit
Talking hot and your clique going in my spilff
Im real reckless bust down kamikaze
Rolling up and she all on my body, might get me a gang one or two extra bodies
Send a Blitz and my niggas like copy
Spin your block and we shoot everybody
Bae why you gotta do this but cant you see
Baby this is a Mans World
If you with me might take you to my world

Yeah, i swear this shit get tragic
You my girl, i might but you a patek
A Nigga wan' play imma hit him with that shit
Who is that texting yo phone
Please tell that nigga to leave you alone
Man im too overprotective, a nigga keep texting you imma send one to his dome
Bet one these bullets like Tony Ramone
I slow it down, we start f*cking slow-mo
F*ck all yall niggas, im top of the list
I dont care bout no pic, i dont care bout no pole
Pick it up, now we going back fast
Her baby daddy come in gotta dash
But i got blick baby, no i dont lack
Im in the cut 300 off of gas
My brothers winning, yeah i like to pass
Isaki Naki, Might f*ck round and crash
You dont get f*cked and you gotta big butt
Baby let me take you, baby im tryna smash
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What you know hoppin a car and come spraying shit
I ain't Nike, My niggas just doing it
Toting Gen cant forget bout the cooling kit
Talking hot and your clique going in my spilff
Im real reckless bust down kamikaze
Rolling up and she all on my body, might get me a gang one or two extra bodies
Send a Blitz and my niggas like copy
Sepin your block and we shoot everybody
Bae why you gotta do this but cant you see
Baby this is a Mans World
If you with me might take you to my world

Watch your back on both sides gotta hurry
If you miss then you all inna worry
My clip holding 30 not talking bout Curry
Who that texting your phone
I-85 yeah shes tryna give me dome
Couldn't even wait till we get back to home
Bitch im stepping on shit so damn much that it stink
Tryna get on my private, she not on my rank
Slime him out for bout 10, bout to slide to the bank
Cant you see this a Mans World
Cutting back to the zone thats a Tuddy
Found where he stay, bitch i did all my studies
Went out through the backdoor, not my gang not my buddy
Hit em up leave em red now his face is all bloody
Tryna find where i stay, yeah that bitch is a dummy
Gave her all of the D and it made her day Sunny
No Badlands
Know we robbing these stores, where my bag man
Couple racks to his face like im batman
Baby this just a mans world

What you know hoppin a car and come spraying shit
I ain't Nike, My niggas just doing it
Toting Gen cant forget bout the cooling kit
Talking hot and your clique going in my spilff
Im real reckless bust down kamikaze
Rolling up and she all on my body, might get me a gang one or two extra bodies
Send a Blitz and my niggas like copy
Spin your block and we shoot everybody
Bae why you gotta do this but cant you see
Baby this is a Mans World
If you with me might take you to my world

Yeah, i swear this shit get tragic
You my girl, i might but you a patek
A Nigga wan' play imma hit him with that shit
Who is that texting yo phone
Please tell that nigga to leave you alone
Man im too overprotective, a nigga keep texting you imma send one to his dome
Bet one these bullets like Tony Ramone
I slow it down, we start f*cking slow-mo
F*ck all yall niggas, im top of the list
I dont care bout no pic, i dont care bout no pole
Pick it up, now we going back fast
Her baby daddy come in gotta dash
But i got blick baby, no i dont lack
Im in the cut 300 off of gas
My brothers winning, yeah i like to pass
Isaki Naki, Might f*ck round and crash
You dont get f*cked and you gotta big butt
Baby let me take you, baby im tryna smash
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Writer: Rothney Romain
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Performed By: LUH GRIM
Length: 3:15
Written by: Rothney Romain

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