Man Of The Year

作词 : Q. Hanley/N. Wesonga/M. Loving/R. Radelet/A. Miller/N. Walker/J. Jewel/J. Padgett

作曲 : Q. Hanley/N. Wesonga/M. Loving/R. Radelet/A. Miller/N. Walker/J. Jewel/J. Padgett

Yea yea yea yeah!

Rap niggas, guns everywher

Niggas, ass, hands in the ai

So party over here,

strictly for the man of the year, uh

Ma-man of the year

Ma-man of the bounce

Rap niggas, guns everywher

Niggas, ass, hands in the ai

So party over here,

strictly for the man of the year, uh

Ma-man of the year

Ma-man of the bounce

Rap niggas, guns everywher

Niggas, ass, hands in the ai

So party over here,

strictly for the man of the year, uh

Ma-man of the year

Ma-man of the bounce

home of the party and the trees

Sunny la- land of the Gs

Please let a mother****er breathe

Tank top, top down for the breeze

Burnt lips, got a blunt full of weed

Peace, love, enemies

****, I ain't come for the beef

You ain't know she came for the skeet,

Got bites for the cheeks,

B***h, I'm the life of the bea

**** that this year, gotta eat

Bounce for the crown

You be hating and I still hold it down

When you around, man,

the girls never lounge

Man, I heard you a hound

Rock man that p***y need a pound

Tip-tip-tip bounce out of gown,

to the Hiendside sound

Yeah, I'm the rich mother****er now

I'm the talk of the town

Make a b***h run her mouth,

Go south of the border

Down to the floor

Bounce, bounce, bounce

Yea yea yea yeah!

Rap niggas, guns everywher

Niggas, ass, hands in the ai

So party over here,

strictly for the man of the year, uh

Ma-man of the year

Ma-man of the bounce

Rap niggas, guns everywher

Niggas, ass, hands in the ai

So party over here,

strictly for the man of the year, uh

Ma-man of the year

Ma-man of the bounce

Rap niggas, guns everywher

Niggas, ass, hands in the ai

So party over here,

strictly for the man of the year, uh

Ma-man of the year

Ma-man of the bounce

Bounce, bounce, bounce

Bounce, bounce, bounce

Home of the slanging on the curb

****ing cards, every corner sell herb

What you fly to a bird?

****, I could pitch you a curb

Or let this real shit occur

Make mills from a verse

Watch me cop a crib in the burbs

****, you ain't said nothing

but a word

Smoke something for your nerves

Home of the paid on the 1st

Then a mother****er going broke by the 3rd

Bounce for the crown

Fast forward, getting real,

tell me now

Every dog need a cat

to meow every once in a while

I see hands in the crowds

See whites, blacks blazing a pound,

Jump-jumping around

Everything bounce,

bounce from the ground

Hype from the sound

This verse right from the morgue

Down from the floor

Bounce, bounce, bounce

Yea yea yea yeah!

Rap niggas, guns everywher

Niggas, ass, hands in the ai

So party over here,

strictly for the man of the year, uh

Ma-man of the year

Ma-man of the bounce

Rap niggas, guns everywher

Niggas, ass, hands in the ai

So party over here,

strictly for the man of the year, uh

Ma-man of the year

Ma-man of the bounce

Rap niggas, guns everywher

Niggas, ass, hands in the ai

So party over here,

strictly for the man of the year, uh

Ma-man of the year

Ma-man of the bounce

Bounce, bounce, bounce

Bounce, bounce, bounce