She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Whoo whoo whoo
Fresh out the bank & i'm counting the bands
Aye
Shooter on deck, show no mercy she gang
Brattttahhhtah
Black pineapples, I be pimping I
I took you bitch to the finish line
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Whoo whoo whoo
Fresh out the bank & i'm counting the bands
Aye
Shooters on deck & we hop out the van
Brattttahhhtahh
Black pineapples, I be pimping I
I took you bitch to the finish line
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Bricks in the bando
I be playing with the keys, xylophone
We be sipping on that lean, styrofoam
She bagging up that dope with no panties on
I'm the man
I be dripping
She just love the charm
Louboutin's & my diamonds cost about an arm
40 tucked case a nigga wanna get involved
Money blowing in the air, she tryna grab it all
Man
Aye
I took your bitch & I didn't make no plans
Whooo
She gettin' naked, she told me lets dance
She tryna take off my pants
Bands
She just wan get wit da man
Aye
Damn
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Whoo whoo whoo
Fresh out the bank & i'm counting the bands
Aye
Shooter on deck, show no mercy she gang
Brattttahhhtah
Black pineapples, I be pimping I
I took you bitch to the finish line
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Whoo whoo whoo
Fresh out the bank & i'm counting the bands
Aye
Shooters on deck & we hop out the van
Brattttahhhtahh
Black pineapples, I be pimping I
I took you bitch to the finish line
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Market street, pushing a Bentley
These niggas they jealous, they envy
Dont talk to the man
All ah ma hitters, they vicious
Officially winning
Dont f*ck with pretenders
Like damn
Homie got different agenda's
I got your bitch on the mission
She on her knees, she a christian
Pockets on cheese for the pictures
Goddamn
She taking off like a missile
Im balling, haters blowing whistles
They know i'm the the man
She just wan f*ck in the benz
Corolla pull up on your ends
Brattttahhhtahh
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Whoo whoo whoo
Fresh out the bank & i'm counting the bands
Aye
Shooter on deck, show no mercy she gang
Brattttahhhtah
Black pineapples, I be pimping I
I took you bitch to the finish line
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Whoo whoo whoo
Fresh out the bank & i'm counting the bands
Aye
Shooters on deck & we hop out the van
Brattttahhhtahh
Black pineapples, I be pimping I
I took you bitch to the finish line
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Keez Jetski - The Man Lyrics
Keez Jetski - The Man Lyrics
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She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Whoo whoo whoo
Fresh out the bank & i'm counting the bands
Aye
Shooter on deck, show no mercy she gang
Brattttahhhtah
Black pineapples, I be pimping I
I took you bitch to the finish line
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Whoo whoo whoo
Fresh out the bank & i'm counting the bands
Aye
Shooters on deck & we hop out the van
Brattttahhhtahh
Black pineapples, I be pimping I
I took you bitch to the finish line
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Bricks in the bando
I be playing with the keys, xylophone
We be sipping on that lean, styrofoam
She bagging up that dope with no panties on
I'm the man
I be dripping
She just love the charm
Louboutin's & my diamonds cost about an arm
40 tucked case a nigga wanna get involved
Money blowing in the air, she tryna grab it all
Man
Aye
I took your bitch & I didn't make no plans
Whooo
She gettin' naked, she told me lets dance
She tryna take off my pants
Bands
She just wan get wit da man
Aye
Damn
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Whoo whoo whoo
Fresh out the bank & i'm counting the bands
Aye
Shooter on deck, show no mercy she gang
Brattttahhhtah
Black pineapples, I be pimping I
I took you bitch to the finish line
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Whoo whoo whoo
Fresh out the bank & i'm counting the bands
Aye
Shooters on deck & we hop out the van
Brattttahhhtahh
Black pineapples, I be pimping I
I took you bitch to the finish line
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Market street, pushing a Bentley
These niggas they jealous, they envy
Dont talk to the man
All ah ma hitters, they vicious
Officially winning
Dont f*ck with pretenders
Like damn
Homie got different agenda's
I got your bitch on the mission
She on her knees, she a christian
Pockets on cheese for the pictures
Goddamn
She taking off like a missile
Im balling, haters blowing whistles
They know i'm the the man
She just wan f*ck in the benz
Corolla pull up on your ends
Brattttahhhtahh
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Whoo whoo whoo
Fresh out the bank & i'm counting the bands
Aye
Shooter on deck, show no mercy she gang
Brattttahhhtah
Black pineapples, I be pimping I
I took you bitch to the finish line
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Whoo whoo whoo
Fresh out the bank & i'm counting the bands
Aye
Shooters on deck & we hop out the van
Brattttahhhtahh
Black pineapples, I be pimping I
I took you bitch to the finish line
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Whoo whoo whoo
Fresh out the bank & i'm counting the bands
Aye
Shooter on deck, show no mercy she gang
Brattttahhhtah
Black pineapples, I be pimping I
I took you bitch to the finish line
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Whoo whoo whoo
Fresh out the bank & i'm counting the bands
Aye
Shooters on deck & we hop out the van
Brattttahhhtahh
Black pineapples, I be pimping I
I took you bitch to the finish line
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Bricks in the bando
I be playing with the keys, xylophone
We be sipping on that lean, styrofoam
She bagging up that dope with no panties on
I'm the man
I be dripping
She just love the charm
Louboutin's & my diamonds cost about an arm
40 tucked case a nigga wanna get involved
Money blowing in the air, she tryna grab it all
Man
Aye
I took your bitch & I didn't make no plans
Whooo
She gettin' naked, she told me lets dance
She tryna take off my pants
Bands
She just wan get wit da man
Aye
Damn
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Whoo whoo whoo
Fresh out the bank & i'm counting the bands
Aye
Shooter on deck, show no mercy she gang
Brattttahhhtah
Black pineapples, I be pimping I
I took you bitch to the finish line
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Whoo whoo whoo
Fresh out the bank & i'm counting the bands
Aye
Shooters on deck & we hop out the van
Brattttahhhtahh
Black pineapples, I be pimping I
I took you bitch to the finish line
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Market street, pushing a Bentley
These niggas they jealous, they envy
Dont talk to the man
All ah ma hitters, they vicious
Officially winning
Dont f*ck with pretenders
Like damn
Homie got different agenda's
I got your bitch on the mission
She on her knees, she a christian
Pockets on cheese for the pictures
Goddamn
She taking off like a missile
Im balling, haters blowing whistles
They know i'm the the man
She just wan f*ck in the benz
Corolla pull up on your ends
Brattttahhhtahh
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Whoo whoo whoo
Fresh out the bank & i'm counting the bands
Aye
Shooter on deck, show no mercy she gang
Brattttahhhtah
Black pineapples, I be pimping I
I took you bitch to the finish line
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Whoo whoo whoo
Fresh out the bank & i'm counting the bands
Aye
Shooters on deck & we hop out the van
Brattttahhhtahh
Black pineapples, I be pimping I
I took you bitch to the finish line
She tryna f*ck me, she heard i'm the man
Writer: Kasey Wendrick
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid