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YOUNG GUNZ : Grown Man lyrics

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YOUNG GUNZ lyrics : "Grown Man"

[Verse (Chris)]
She My Down $$# Chick
Love me plus she like to come down my strip

Get paralyzed wipe down my %#@!
I love you boo, you, my bug-a-boo
Type bug ya boo

All day all night then I merk on tha 1st chirp

[Chorus:]

Yeah, yeah
If you want it (yeah, yeah)
Baby you can get it

Still doin shows an afta party's
And afta tha party, And afta tha party
Its back to tha party at our crib


Yeah, yeah
If you want it (yeah, yeah)

Baby you can get it (yeah, yeah)
Still doin shows and afta party's
And afta tha party

its back to tha party At our crib

[Verse: (Chris)]

^!$$%s stingy we part it were I live
^!$$%s offended like beg ya parting that's my chick
(Is that you chick?)

Excuse me this aint our first time here
Don't approach me like dat, get roasted like dat
Damm shorty playin with ya emotions like dat

You a grown man she got you open like dat
Yu put something around her finger, now
She got you rapped around her finger its official

Well that's you, that's what you get for trickin
Keep giving her doe she takin care of Chris and
I'll play my position up give her da dick

Con her to come and soon as im donr
Tell her im skipping
She like and if you what you want you acting

Different and I'm like?.

[Chorus:]

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Still doing shows and afta party's

And afta da party its back to tha Party at our crib
If you want it (yeah, yeah)
Baby you can get it (yeah, yeah)

Still doin shows and afta party's and afta the party
It's back to party at our crib


[Verse: (Neef)]
If you want it you can get it
You could come but you cant live here

If I hit it I want Chris to hit it to
I know you wit it (*##$es
Mad cause I parted and danced wit ya girlfriends

Smoked a bit, mainly drunk off crys
And I wasn't even feelin that (*##$
She acting al pissy same time sadidey

A little bit silly, I can't even get a quickie
Neva dat got a are codes for every city
Couple young freaks, couple old heads

That dig me, thinking they gone hold me,
Knowing they don't control me
Youngin been $#&@in old heads aint %#@! you showed me

Got a walk like George and I talk like Goldie
Nope you can't hold me from hittin up ya homies
I do enough rappin at work, listen to oldies


[Chorus:]
Yeah, yeah

If you want it (yeah, yeah)
Baby you can get it
Still doin shows an afta party's

And afta tha party, And afta tha party
Its back to tha party at our crib

Yeah, yeah
If you want it (yeah, yeah)

Baby you can get it (yeah, yeah)
Still doin shows and afta party's
And afta tha party
Its back to tha party At our crib


[repeat till fade]

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