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Rich Homie Quan - Man Of The Year Lyrics
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Hey rich Homie?
Thats You? Leggo

See, I walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year
(man of the year) and a broke nigga can't
Understand hundred grand
In these pants over here
(hundred grand nigga)
Picture that I'mma hit her from the back
With my hands on her hip (Ima f*ck yo bitch)
And I'm smokin' out the bag but I
See your man with a zip (whole pound nigga)
Everybody attention on me
Cuz everything I say so real (rich homie)
And that little thirty piece spent on the AP
Got a nigga so chill! (I'm shinin' hoe)
And I got a 100, 000 times 5 thats 500
I ain't got a deal (half a mill)
And all I drink is lean I ain't being
Funny when I say I don't drink beer
(nah nigga)

Got a fam that love me I'll
Die about them and I'll kill (fam first)
I told my niggas the only rule we
Got is thou shall never steal
(rich homie baby)
You prolly don't like, me, nigga
I don't really give a f*ck how you feel
(f*ck ya) i'mma tell you how it is
They don't let a bitch feel
Do you know I keep my
Jeans filled with money? (I do)
You ain't never met a nigga like me before!
(nah) that pistol on me, I keep it exposed
(fa-fa-fa) i done made a million dollars and
I didn't sell my soul (I'm rich bitch)
Tell them folks that I got it
And I didn't even go to college
Brand new car and it's robotic (heeeyy)
I can touch one button make
The top go back like (Aye, drop top my whip)
I can say two words
Make her panties just drop like
(Hey, drop it shawty)
The young niggas trigga happy with
'em guns, they gon', spray!
(click clack bang)
And they'll do whatever I say (okay)
Cause I got a brand new car the other day
(hey hey hey)
She all on my dick, now it's all on her face
See a nigga getting rich now
She calling off sick
I done got a bitch pregnant with
A babe on the way
Say it's time to eat so I'm saying my grace
More money
More problems I was playing that Ma$e
(I was)
We're getting money this way (get money)
You broke, I'll say it to your face!
(broke nigga get back)
Security ain't talking bout shit

I done walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year! (hey)
I done walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year!
(feelin' like the man of the year)
They done let me in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year!
You know I'm the man over here
Get a fan over here, hundred grand over here

And I still spend money that
I made like last month, nigga
(all this money)
With all this money I can do what I want
Nigga! (do what I want)
With all this weed I prefer
That my blunts are swishers
Ballin too hard on these niggas
Referee blow the whistle (ballin' nigga)
Shoot out with your niggas
You're the type to throw the pistol!
(ol' scary ass)
If it's for shoot out with my niggas
I'm first to blow the pistol! (belee that)
And I know you kissed her
(fool) , right after I dismissed her (I did)
You know I had to keep it in the family
(huh?) now I'm f*ckin her sister (oh shit)
Now her big brother mad because
He knows she got smashed by the homie
(you in yo feelings)
And I don't need no need no deposit
Cause you know a nigga walking with it on me
(f*ck nigga try me)
And I'mma hit that pussy when it's fresh
Early in the morning
Cause it need the kissing
It's been four days
I'mma f*ck you like I miss you! (hey)
Smoking all this weed
Cause you know a nigga got issues
(I ain't crazy)
I've been locked up twice already f*cked
Up my name in the system (twice already)
RIP Teezy bought my first chain
Hell yeah I remember (RIP Teezy)
If it wasn't for you
Probably wouldn't be where
I'm at so how can I forget you?
Nigga, I'm still in the hood
I'm still in the trap
I'm still the same nigga!
My momma still live by Greenbriar
Ain't nothing changed but the figures
Ain't nothing lame about me, nigga
I want it, Ima buy it
Don't check the tag nigga (nah)
Security ain't check my bag, nigga!

So, I done walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year!
(feelin' like the man of the year)
I done walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year!
(feelin' like the man of the year)
I say I done walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year!
(feelin' like the man of the year)
Say I walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year
I done walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year
I say I walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year
Man of the year, hey them nigga lame
Over there, I'm the man over here, hey
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Hey rich Homie?
Thats You? Leggo

See, I walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year
(man of the year) and a broke nigga can't
Understand hundred grand
In these pants over here
(hundred grand nigga)
Picture that I'mma hit her from the back
With my hands on her hip (Ima f*ck yo bitch)
And I'm smokin' out the bag but I
See your man with a zip (whole pound nigga)
Everybody attention on me
Cuz everything I say so real (rich homie)
And that little thirty piece spent on the AP
Got a nigga so chill! (I'm shinin' hoe)
And I got a 100, 000 times 5 thats 500
I ain't got a deal (half a mill)
And all I drink is lean I ain't being
Funny when I say I don't drink beer
(nah nigga)

Got a fam that love me I'll
Die about them and I'll kill (fam first)
I told my niggas the only rule we
Got is thou shall never steal
(rich homie baby)
You prolly don't like, me, nigga
I don't really give a f*ck how you feel
(f*ck ya) i'mma tell you how it is
They don't let a bitch feel
Do you know I keep my
Jeans filled with money? (I do)
You ain't never met a nigga like me before!
(nah) that pistol on me, I keep it exposed
(fa-fa-fa) i done made a million dollars and
I didn't sell my soul (I'm rich bitch)
Tell them folks that I got it
And I didn't even go to college
Brand new car and it's robotic (heeeyy)
I can touch one button make
The top go back like (Aye, drop top my whip)
I can say two words
Make her panties just drop like
(Hey, drop it shawty)
The young niggas trigga happy with
'em guns, they gon', spray!
(click clack bang)
And they'll do whatever I say (okay)
Cause I got a brand new car the other day
(hey hey hey)
She all on my dick, now it's all on her face
See a nigga getting rich now
She calling off sick
I done got a bitch pregnant with
A babe on the way
Say it's time to eat so I'm saying my grace
More money
More problems I was playing that Ma$e
(I was)
We're getting money this way (get money)
You broke, I'll say it to your face!
(broke nigga get back)
Security ain't talking bout shit

I done walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year! (hey)
I done walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year!
(feelin' like the man of the year)
They done let me in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year!
You know I'm the man over here
Get a fan over here, hundred grand over here

And I still spend money that
I made like last month, nigga
(all this money)
With all this money I can do what I want
Nigga! (do what I want)
With all this weed I prefer
That my blunts are swishers
Ballin too hard on these niggas
Referee blow the whistle (ballin' nigga)
Shoot out with your niggas
You're the type to throw the pistol!
(ol' scary ass)
If it's for shoot out with my niggas
I'm first to blow the pistol! (belee that)
And I know you kissed her
(fool) , right after I dismissed her (I did)
You know I had to keep it in the family
(huh?) now I'm f*ckin her sister (oh shit)
Now her big brother mad because
He knows she got smashed by the homie
(you in yo feelings)
And I don't need no need no deposit
Cause you know a nigga walking with it on me
(f*ck nigga try me)
And I'mma hit that pussy when it's fresh
Early in the morning
Cause it need the kissing
It's been four days
I'mma f*ck you like I miss you! (hey)
Smoking all this weed
Cause you know a nigga got issues
(I ain't crazy)
I've been locked up twice already f*cked
Up my name in the system (twice already)
RIP Teezy bought my first chain
Hell yeah I remember (RIP Teezy)
If it wasn't for you
Probably wouldn't be where
I'm at so how can I forget you?
Nigga, I'm still in the hood
I'm still in the trap
I'm still the same nigga!
My momma still live by Greenbriar
Ain't nothing changed but the figures
Ain't nothing lame about me, nigga
I want it, Ima buy it
Don't check the tag nigga (nah)
Security ain't check my bag, nigga!

So, I done walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year!
(feelin' like the man of the year)
I done walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year!
(feelin' like the man of the year)
I say I done walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year!
(feelin' like the man of the year)
Say I walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year
I done walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year
I say I walked in with two cups
Feeling like the man of the year
Man of the year, hey them nigga lame
Over there, I'm the man over here, hey
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Writer: Dequantes Lamar, John Carrington, Melvin Dinkins
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., EMPIRE PUBLISHING



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