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Mandem Video (MV)




Performed By: Jay Prince
Featuring: Shakka
Length: 2:47
Written by: JASON POUNDS, JAZON KAWU-EUGENIO, SHAKKA PHILIP




Jay Prince - Mandem Lyrics
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[ Featuring Shakka ]

See I leave, I go, baby, they know, motherf*cker, I leave, I go, yeah yeah yeah

Ah, look, see, we ain't never been around the world like that
Money on my mind got me all f*cked up
Niggas keep tripping when they see a nigga winning
But it's all good, I be really on like that yeah (on like that?)
I be really on like that
Kick it for a minute then it's straight right back
To the S-T-U-D-I-O, right
Don't come chill if you're here for the ride, say
Don't come chill if you're here for the thrill
Don't come chill if you're here for the ride
You would never see me pop them pills
I ain't never tell you like
They keep them doors right closed
No, black young boy, you can't do it for the city
Just stand right there, look pretty
Watch a real nigga get quite busy
I do it for the city, I get it how I get it

Ooh, why you wanna be, why you wanna be
Wanna be mandem?
Ooh, why you wanna be, why you wanna be
Wanna be mandem?
Fam, why you picking friends with the gang?
We don't like you
Ooh, why you wanna be, why you wanna be
Wanna be mandem?
Ooh, why you wanna be, why you wanna be
Wanna be mandem?
Man, you just want likes for the 'gram
We don't rate you (watchu talkin' 'bout?)

Well, they don't want it and they all frontin'
See, they act funny, fugazi
How you in a field if you're chillin' in the hills
Man, you ain't really real, you're crazy
East Side livin' it, East Side chillin'
But the West Coast love me, that's dope
This just the beginning, I'mma promise I'mma kill it
Nigga, I ain't even finished, I know
I'm G.O.A.T
I'm everything that you didn't know
E-40 better tell me when to go
'Cause these days I've been stressin' on the low
Just so you know
Just another day we gotta go
Only I can tell you how my story go

We go sailin' it once a month
Escape the hype, number one
She's a spice, likes to ramp
You can come, but just calm down
'Cause this girl's so down
We gon' find someone to roll this tight
Then I can roll her eyes back
Pull her to the side, show me how you ride
Tell me why (watchu talkin' 'bout?)

Ooh, why you wanna be, why you wanna be
Wanna be mandem?
Ooh, why you wanna be, why you wanna be
Wanna be mandem?
Fam, why you picking friends with the gang?
We don't like you
Ooh, why you wanna be, why you wanna be
Wanna be mandem?
Ooh, why you wanna be, why you wanna be
Wanna be mandem?
Man, you just want likes for the 'gram
We don't rate you (watchu talkin' 'bout?)

See I leave, I go, baby, they know, motherf*cker, I leave, I go, yeah yeah yeah
Watchu talkin' 'bout?
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See I leave, I go, baby, they know, motherf*cker, I leave, I go, yeah yeah yeah

Ah, look, see, we ain't never been around the world like that
Money on my mind got me all f*cked up
Niggas keep tripping when they see a nigga winning
But it's all good, I be really on like that yeah (on like that?)
I be really on like that
Kick it for a minute then it's straight right back
To the S-T-U-D-I-O, right
Don't come chill if you're here for the ride, say
Don't come chill if you're here for the thrill
Don't come chill if you're here for the ride
You would never see me pop them pills
I ain't never tell you like
They keep them doors right closed
No, black young boy, you can't do it for the city
Just stand right there, look pretty
Watch a real nigga get quite busy
I do it for the city, I get it how I get it

Ooh, why you wanna be, why you wanna be
Wanna be mandem?
Ooh, why you wanna be, why you wanna be
Wanna be mandem?
Fam, why you picking friends with the gang?
We don't like you
Ooh, why you wanna be, why you wanna be
Wanna be mandem?
Ooh, why you wanna be, why you wanna be
Wanna be mandem?
Man, you just want likes for the 'gram
We don't rate you (watchu talkin' 'bout?)

Well, they don't want it and they all frontin'
See, they act funny, fugazi
How you in a field if you're chillin' in the hills
Man, you ain't really real, you're crazy
East Side livin' it, East Side chillin'
But the West Coast love me, that's dope
This just the beginning, I'mma promise I'mma kill it
Nigga, I ain't even finished, I know
I'm G.O.A.T
I'm everything that you didn't know
E-40 better tell me when to go
'Cause these days I've been stressin' on the low
Just so you know
Just another day we gotta go
Only I can tell you how my story go

We go sailin' it once a month
Escape the hype, number one
She's a spice, likes to ramp
You can come, but just calm down
'Cause this girl's so down
We gon' find someone to roll this tight
Then I can roll her eyes back
Pull her to the side, show me how you ride
Tell me why (watchu talkin' 'bout?)

Ooh, why you wanna be, why you wanna be
Wanna be mandem?
Ooh, why you wanna be, why you wanna be
Wanna be mandem?
Fam, why you picking friends with the gang?
We don't like you
Ooh, why you wanna be, why you wanna be
Wanna be mandem?
Ooh, why you wanna be, why you wanna be
Wanna be mandem?
Man, you just want likes for the 'gram
We don't rate you (watchu talkin' 'bout?)

See I leave, I go, baby, they know, motherf*cker, I leave, I go, yeah yeah yeah
Watchu talkin' 'bout?
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Writer: JASON POUNDS, JAZON KAWU-EUGENIO, SHAKKA PHILIP
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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