Where Yo Mans

Where yo mans at
Where he at? Where he at
Where yo mans at
Where yo mans at
Where he at? Where he at

Never got my swagger back
Because I never lost it
Fuck what the dentist say
Man, I be steady flossin

That's boss shit, we get rich
In the penthouse with yo chick
That's top floor, no exits
Unless you jumpin
Parachute that molly, shoot it
Fish scale off her body, fishy
Bout to turn that camera on
And we 'bout to get rowdy
That's some G shit
That's some wish that you could be shit
Imma teach her how to keep a secret
Yeah, you best believe it
Imma give it her real good
Take it to the floor
Imma give it to her slow
Give it to her slow
Give it to her way she wish you would
I'm at the top of my game
Why you be drinking with your boys
She be screamin' my name
Now even on your best day
You couldn't hit it the same
And know she couldn't hear her phone
'Cause we were shakin' the frame, let's get it

Where yo mans at
Where yo mans at
Where he at? Where he at
Where yo mans at

Maybe it's a bad dream, wet dream, sex scene
Maybe, just maybe, you should keep her on a short leash
Friends don't help, entertain the homies
Uber XL, gettin' dome in the back seat
It's about to transpire
Pure desire, I'm on fire
And I'm likin' her attire
Know what she wears out?
Not much, mostly bare with girls out
Dark hair, tan skin got me turned on
Nibble on the cookie, make her beg like a Girl Scout
No doubt, yeah, imma hit the sweet spot
Your fault, shoulda never let her leave, yeah
Are you blind, can you really not see that?
Drugs and body fluids in the sheets man
Imma hear about how lame you are
And imma hear about how she wants to fuck a superstar
Imma hear about how lame you are
And imma hear about how she wants to fuck a superstar

Where yo mans at
Where yo mans at
Where he at? Where he at
Where yo mans at
Where yo mans at
Where he at? Where he at



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Writer(s): Lucas Roth
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