lirik lagu itsmanman - john stoccton
[intro]
(hombre made the beat, d~mn it)
hm
yop
this sh~t too easy
shoutout too greedy
ayy
[chorus]
f~ck your favorite rapper list, lil’ b~tch, i’m top five
just turned a n~gga birthday party into a chop shop
he fried chicken, i had to drop his ass, he died at popeyes
we put him up, left his ass hangin’ like a high five
n0body play that bullsh~t, you need to stop droppin’
it’s four~four, hit him up top, then put him rock bottom
this fn’ll microwave a n~gga, now he a hot pocket
her [?] cute, i might hit her sister like i’m john stockton
[verse]
they like to rap, i’m ’bout to hit him with a boombox
that n~gga tried to run and pippy knocked him out his tube socks
he ain’t no thug, that n~gga gained solicit, this ain’t boondocks
he gambled with his life and now he shootin’ dice with 2pac
give him fivе, then you can pout like two more if his hеart beatin’
my n~gga got them choppers in your grass like he yard cleanin’
just gave a skinny n~gga taco sh~lls, you need to start eatin’
she tried to smack me, i left her laid out, long live sharkeisha
dog tried to dip, we knocked the nugget off his shoulders
bustin’ in this b~tch like i forgot to wear the trojan
motherf~ckers like, “you hard”, i’ve been that and n~ggas know it
i’m with donnie and we tryna take the diamonds off your brodie
apes are always on it, get him blitzed, who wanna hit?
b~tch, to beef about it, ’bout it, eastside from the mitt
mike tyson, put a forty to your ear and get ’em ripped
big pole, watch the bullets rain on him, n~gga’s stripped
if these n~ggas r~t~rds, then i’m dumpin’ at the short bus
hit your shooters, better hope your k!ller whale just like an orca
with a dragon, savin’ hoes like a knight, i’m ’bout to torch ’em
can’t last, sleepin’ with a big b~tch like i’m norbit (hm)
i don’t want no young b~tch, i want a cougar
hm, catch that n~gga in his sleep, freddy krueger
if you choose to up that b~tch, you better use it
double m but i feel like eazy~e ’cause i’m ruthless
doggy from the east, been had the juice, but this ain’t minute maid
put your nugget in the box, we did him chic~fil~a
gang and them, we chillin’ out of state, might hit your b~tch today
i steal p~ssy, shootin’ at the house party, r.i.p kid in play
[chorus]
f~ck your favorite rapper list, lil’ b~tch, i’m top five
just turned a n~gga birthday party into a chop shop
he fried chicken, i had to drop his ass, he died at popeyes
we put him up, left his ass hangin’ like a high five
n0body play that bullsh~t, you need to stop droppin’
it’s four~four, hit him up top, then put him rock bottom
this fn’ll microwave a n~gga, now he a hot pocket
her [?] cute, i might hit her sister like i’m john stockton
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