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lirik lagu itsmanman - let the beat ride

[intro]
(reuel, stop playin’ with these n~ggas)
ayy

[verse]
been havin’ hoes on my d~ck, bro, i’m used to it
every week, i drop another hit, they want some new music
a couple shots to buddy chest gon’ have him boo booin’
b~tch, i’m built like resputia, i’m hoppin’ out like, “bro, how you doing?”
his heart stop like lean sippers when the cup fall
you never slid for your mans, i can’t trust y’all
don’t even want no new friends, n~gga, f~ck y’all
the jeweler said, “check out the moissanite and i said f~ck naw”
f~ck you mean, bro? i can never do no fake sh~t
i heard that n~gga know kung~fu, i let the k kick
like thick hoes ’bout no son that can’t take d~ck
catch a rapper then step on the star like i got bape kicks
he owe me cheese, this four nickel make him pay faster
walk down, they say we worth the k!ll then we gon’ chase after
i had to hide banana clip behind the bape jacket
naralla diss, i’m in her spine and get the brain after
these hoes’ll use your juice up until the cup empty
ironic i like to up bread and keep a pumpernickel
the hardest n~gga out detroit and they can’t f~ck with me
this sh~t like g~unit, unc say yeah, it’s worth a buck fifty
she wanna sip on manman ’cause i’m her cup of tea
don’t make sense, he broke with fin but he can’t up a g
this old n~gga keep hatin’ on me, i’m finna f~ck his neice
an assh0l~, if i don’t like her head, then i’ma pluck her t~~th
them boys don’t wanna k!ll me, it’s like they missed on purpose, huh
i just f~cked your baby mama, come and get your squirter
i had to call my favorite eater, let me get your service
n~gga talk but never did sh~t, we call him kendrick perkins
i ain’t dropped a chain yet but lil’ b~tches cummin’
but i still got the buffies with the diamonds flooded
my crackhead’ll beat your ass, let me call up unky
i just cussed my white b~tch out, i am not no monkey, huh
i just listened to your tape, that is not no pressure
when i say we popped cuz, it was not no beverage
just touched down and moonwalked like i’m odell beckham
dirty sprite, my dog from atl, but he just poured texas
say he from the d, we never see him, he like eminem
amiri jeans in size twenty~eight, b~tch, i won’t fit in them
millennial and a baby boomer, i got different genes
we on the plane, i gave her air b~lls like she ain’t hit the rim
[outro]
n~gga, you hear me? just let the beat ride, f~ck it
come on, n~gga
n~gga, i’m the hardest youngin out, hey
y’all can’t f~ck with me, man, come on

- lirik lagu itsmanman

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