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Man Man - Don't be foolish Lyrics



Man Man - Don't be foolish Lyrics
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Know dat I been missing you
Rather had been kissing you
Should turn this to a diss track and just start dissing you
Cause how you played that shit was so foul, know that I was into you
But anyway, yea like anyway
I been chasing paper if it ain't bout that I'll see ya later
500 on the fit them denim tears, I ain't even crying now
40k feet up in the air you'll catch me flying now
Know I'm dripping sauce but it ain't easy as I make it look
Never been robbed a bitch the only thing a nigga took
Boy I'm in dat pape mode
Yall can have them stank hoes
Know I'm in this bag and tryna stuff it till it can't close
My dawg just pulled on da block wit za, it gotta stank nose
Know I keep the Percs them bitches coming by da tank load
Let's it get it nigga
Who dese niggas really think they f*ckin with
50 on the chop another 30 on that other stick
Niggas better play dead when I come thru let dat cutta spit
Knock off a nigga dreads
And watch his momma try to keep dem wicks
Rappin till I can't breathe
Gave dese niggas so much of the game, why they ain't thank me
Took the knife right up out my back when they tried to shank me
And I came up solo out this bitch ain't no nigga make me
They ain't me
They hate me
I'm straight G
I'm really bout it
You can go check my background
Nigga I'm really solid
When dat pressure was on i ain't fold
Nigga I really shot it
And this shit be coming off the dome
I ain't even have to plot it
I mean i ain't have to jot it
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English

Know dat I been missing you
Rather had been kissing you
Should turn this to a diss track and just start dissing you
Cause how you played that shit was so foul, know that I was into you
But anyway, yea like anyway
I been chasing paper if it ain't bout that I'll see ya later
500 on the fit them denim tears, I ain't even crying now
40k feet up in the air you'll catch me flying now
Know I'm dripping sauce but it ain't easy as I make it look
Never been robbed a bitch the only thing a nigga took
Boy I'm in dat pape mode
Yall can have them stank hoes
Know I'm in this bag and tryna stuff it till it can't close
My dawg just pulled on da block wit za, it gotta stank nose
Know I keep the Percs them bitches coming by da tank load
Let's it get it nigga
Who dese niggas really think they f*ckin with
50 on the chop another 30 on that other stick
Niggas better play dead when I come thru let dat cutta spit
Knock off a nigga dreads
And watch his momma try to keep dem wicks
Rappin till I can't breathe
Gave dese niggas so much of the game, why they ain't thank me
Took the knife right up out my back when they tried to shank me
And I came up solo out this bitch ain't no nigga make me
They ain't me
They hate me
I'm straight G
I'm really bout it
You can go check my background
Nigga I'm really solid
When dat pressure was on i ain't fold
Nigga I really shot it
And this shit be coming off the dome
I ain't even have to plot it
I mean i ain't have to jot it
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Writer: KeAndre Jackson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Man Man
Language: English
Length: 2:32
Written by: KeAndre Jackson

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