123.
Ooh, yeah, ooh, woah, yeah (Yeah)
Sheesh
Mhm yeah (Ha)(Yeah)
Mhm yeah, yeah (One, two)
(Yeah, one, two)
Yeah (Yeah woah)
Yeah woah (Tuh yeah)
Yeah woah
Can I get a clap get a one, two, three (One, two, three)
Can I show you everything you wanna see (Wanna see)
I am the man that your nigga wanna be (Wanna be)
Shoot a text anywhere you wanna meet
Can I get a clap get a one, two, three (Yeah)
Can I show you everything you wanna see (Yeah)
I am the man that your nigga wanna be
Shoot a text anywhere you wanna meet yeah
Aye can I get a clap one, two, three
Take a seat, I can take you everywhere you wanna see
If you lookin' for the man of your dreams, then it's me
No, I ain't the average, ain't a nigga from the street (Whew)
Kept it solid concrete, a lot of love from beneath
Crooked smile from the teeth
(Ain't ashamed bout a thing)
I'ma tell her how it be, you better check your receipts
Let me take you for a ride to the West Indies (Ha)
It's the first love song that I wrote, we can take it real slow
Or we can float like a boat, we can float like a boat
We can take it to the motel
If you with me, baby girl, no, I won't tell
Strippin' down from the neck to the coattail
Next night, got you ringin' on my doorbell
Wasn't in it for the sex, no need for a test
I'm a sing a temptation, I ain't trippin' on your ex
Can I get a clap get a one, two, three
Can I show you everything you wanna see
I am the man that your nigga wanna be
Shoot a text anywhere you wanna meet
Can I get a clap get a one, two, three
Can I show you everything you wanna see
I am the man that your nigga wanna be
Shoot a text anywhere you wanna meet yeah
Sit back and relax, I'ma show you what I got girl (Oh oh woah)
I ain't fuckin' with the makeup, I'm fuckin' with the natural
You could be the beauty and I could be the beast
And the beast in the sheets have you cuming on my sheets
Through the good and the bad, I just wanna see you smile
Showin' you the love I ain't felt in a while
If you runnin' on my time, then you gotta give me space
Otherwise, everything that we got go to waste
If we break up, we can make up through the shape-up
Why you trippin' on the haters? I ain't a fuckin' player
When I had to shoot my shot back then, wasn't laced up
Wasn't happy bout a thing, so I had to pick the pace up
With the love, it's a risk, hella shots that I miss
Most shots got blocked, why I hate to reminisce
If you with me, best believe I'ma brag, I'ma boast
Break bread, can we bring in a toast
I'ma love you like I said that I would, understood
I ain't fuckin' with the chit-chat, I wish a nigga would
He would say that I couldn't ever treat her like I should
All the women that I been with would say I did her good (On God)
If you don't believe me, I'll take it to the next
Like a heavy bench press, I'ma get it off my chest (Whew)
I can't get you off my mind, I just wanna make you mine
It's the life and the fast lane, can't be waitin' all the time
Can I get a clap get a one, two, three
Can I show you everything you wanna see
I am the man that your nigga wanna be
Shoot a text anywhere you wanna meet
Can I get a clap get a one, two, three
Can I show you everything you wanna see
I am the man that your nigga wanna be
Shoot a text anywhere you wanna meet yeah
Sheesh
Mhm yeah (Ha)(Yeah)
Mhm yeah, yeah (One, two)
(Yeah, one, two)
Yeah (Yeah woah)
Yeah woah (Tuh yeah)
Yeah woah
Can I get a clap get a one, two, three (One, two, three)
Can I show you everything you wanna see (Wanna see)
I am the man that your nigga wanna be (Wanna be)
Shoot a text anywhere you wanna meet
Can I get a clap get a one, two, three (Yeah)
Can I show you everything you wanna see (Yeah)
I am the man that your nigga wanna be
Shoot a text anywhere you wanna meet yeah
Aye can I get a clap one, two, three
Take a seat, I can take you everywhere you wanna see
If you lookin' for the man of your dreams, then it's me
No, I ain't the average, ain't a nigga from the street (Whew)
Kept it solid concrete, a lot of love from beneath
Crooked smile from the teeth
(Ain't ashamed bout a thing)
I'ma tell her how it be, you better check your receipts
Let me take you for a ride to the West Indies (Ha)
It's the first love song that I wrote, we can take it real slow
Or we can float like a boat, we can float like a boat
We can take it to the motel
If you with me, baby girl, no, I won't tell
Strippin' down from the neck to the coattail
Next night, got you ringin' on my doorbell
Wasn't in it for the sex, no need for a test
I'm a sing a temptation, I ain't trippin' on your ex
Can I get a clap get a one, two, three
Can I show you everything you wanna see
I am the man that your nigga wanna be
Shoot a text anywhere you wanna meet
Can I get a clap get a one, two, three
Can I show you everything you wanna see
I am the man that your nigga wanna be
Shoot a text anywhere you wanna meet yeah
Sit back and relax, I'ma show you what I got girl (Oh oh woah)
I ain't fuckin' with the makeup, I'm fuckin' with the natural
You could be the beauty and I could be the beast
And the beast in the sheets have you cuming on my sheets
Through the good and the bad, I just wanna see you smile
Showin' you the love I ain't felt in a while
If you runnin' on my time, then you gotta give me space
Otherwise, everything that we got go to waste
If we break up, we can make up through the shape-up
Why you trippin' on the haters? I ain't a fuckin' player
When I had to shoot my shot back then, wasn't laced up
Wasn't happy bout a thing, so I had to pick the pace up
With the love, it's a risk, hella shots that I miss
Most shots got blocked, why I hate to reminisce
If you with me, best believe I'ma brag, I'ma boast
Break bread, can we bring in a toast
I'ma love you like I said that I would, understood
I ain't fuckin' with the chit-chat, I wish a nigga would
He would say that I couldn't ever treat her like I should
All the women that I been with would say I did her good (On God)
If you don't believe me, I'll take it to the next
Like a heavy bench press, I'ma get it off my chest (Whew)
I can't get you off my mind, I just wanna make you mine
It's the life and the fast lane, can't be waitin' all the time
Can I get a clap get a one, two, three
Can I show you everything you wanna see
I am the man that your nigga wanna be
Shoot a text anywhere you wanna meet
Can I get a clap get a one, two, three
Can I show you everything you wanna see
I am the man that your nigga wanna be
Shoot a text anywhere you wanna meet yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Smith
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