Grown Man Pt. 2
Yeah, it's ya boy, Kanye to The
The Roc is in the building and...
Hey, hey
You know that you wanna get down now (Hey, Hey)
So come on let's stop playing around now (yeah)
Act grown for once (Grown Man remix), let's go
(Young Gunnaz, John Legend, Future of R&B)
Come on, baby girl, let's go
Uh, have an affair be an adult for once
Uh, hop in the car, run in a store for blunts, uh
Roll a lil' weed, lil' Hennessy
Let's see, will the rest develop like Tennessee
Kill the back and forth
All that knee comin' on her, you backin' off
Cuz the second I spit game too long
You'll run and tell ya friends he came on way too strong
The "he say, she say" just like junior high
So if I smash, you would lie and say you was high
And if you freaky, you'll blame it on ya B-Day
But how do you explain the head on the e-way
Look, you ain't gotta lot of kick it
I ain't got a lot of stick it, this is me K
Move ya bodies now, victim to the DJ
And in the morning we gon have amnesia
So for now let's take it to Maxx like T.J
Hey!
You know that you wanna get down now (Hey, hey)
So come on let's stop playing around now (Hey, hey)
Act grown for once, let's go (c'mon, c'mon)
(C'mon, c'mon)
Come on, baby girl, let's go
Yo
Face in the pillow, she moan while I hit it
Tight bra, opposite thong, kinda kiddish
I need you and you to be grown, you tryna visit my home
I don't usually show 'em how I'm living
I roam and once I get 'em, I bone, I never hit up they phones
I leave em sittin' alone, soakin' the sheets up
Think she gon' ride in the V, smokin' my reef up
Blowin my beep up, hopin' that I skeet up in that
I been strapped, prepare for the head
Bought a bib just in case she don't swallow it's for the kids
I'm all in the middle, she hollerin' it's in my ribs
I'm hopin' that her nigga ain't follow us to the crib
Cuz it could get ugly, I promise you where I live
These niggas get to buggin' and bodied over a bitch
That's why I keep it real wit all mine from the start
And Jay say "Love em wit ya mind, not ya heart"
(Stop playing and grow up)
You know that you wanna get down now (Hey, hey)
So come on let's stop playing around now (Hey, hey)
Act grown for once, let's go (c'mon, c'mon)
(C'mon, c'mon)
Come on, baby girl, let's go
Yo, I guess when you young, you like em old
And when you old, you like em young
You understand where I'm coming from
I guess not, you betta listen and watch and stop talkin
Cuz black girls lost, it happens often
Need to step up to the plate and get ya weight up
Where ya jeans a lil' bit tighter and fix ya makeup
I don't want a roughneck but can't be shook
She got to love the kids and know how to cook
From time to time, she could get a library look
She got to be sophisticated and loyal
I love 'em down to earth but I can't stand 'em spoiled
Especially when they straight from the hood
Never been to Cali but she actin Hollywood
Runnin 'round town like she know what's good
You ever heard the sayin, mami, "do as you should"
And if you ain't listen, you gon' wish that you would, yep!
You know that you wanna get down now (Hey, hey)
So come on let's stop playing around now (Hey, hey)
Act grown for once, let's go (c'mon, c'mon)
(C'mon, c'mon)
Come on, baby girl, let's go
The Roc is in the building and...
Hey, hey
You know that you wanna get down now (Hey, Hey)
So come on let's stop playing around now (yeah)
Act grown for once (Grown Man remix), let's go
(Young Gunnaz, John Legend, Future of R&B)
Come on, baby girl, let's go
Uh, have an affair be an adult for once
Uh, hop in the car, run in a store for blunts, uh
Roll a lil' weed, lil' Hennessy
Let's see, will the rest develop like Tennessee
Kill the back and forth
All that knee comin' on her, you backin' off
Cuz the second I spit game too long
You'll run and tell ya friends he came on way too strong
The "he say, she say" just like junior high
So if I smash, you would lie and say you was high
And if you freaky, you'll blame it on ya B-Day
But how do you explain the head on the e-way
Look, you ain't gotta lot of kick it
I ain't got a lot of stick it, this is me K
Move ya bodies now, victim to the DJ
And in the morning we gon have amnesia
So for now let's take it to Maxx like T.J
Hey!
You know that you wanna get down now (Hey, hey)
So come on let's stop playing around now (Hey, hey)
Act grown for once, let's go (c'mon, c'mon)
(C'mon, c'mon)
Come on, baby girl, let's go
Yo
Face in the pillow, she moan while I hit it
Tight bra, opposite thong, kinda kiddish
I need you and you to be grown, you tryna visit my home
I don't usually show 'em how I'm living
I roam and once I get 'em, I bone, I never hit up they phones
I leave em sittin' alone, soakin' the sheets up
Think she gon' ride in the V, smokin' my reef up
Blowin my beep up, hopin' that I skeet up in that
I been strapped, prepare for the head
Bought a bib just in case she don't swallow it's for the kids
I'm all in the middle, she hollerin' it's in my ribs
I'm hopin' that her nigga ain't follow us to the crib
Cuz it could get ugly, I promise you where I live
These niggas get to buggin' and bodied over a bitch
That's why I keep it real wit all mine from the start
And Jay say "Love em wit ya mind, not ya heart"
(Stop playing and grow up)
You know that you wanna get down now (Hey, hey)
So come on let's stop playing around now (Hey, hey)
Act grown for once, let's go (c'mon, c'mon)
(C'mon, c'mon)
Come on, baby girl, let's go
Yo, I guess when you young, you like em old
And when you old, you like em young
You understand where I'm coming from
I guess not, you betta listen and watch and stop talkin
Cuz black girls lost, it happens often
Need to step up to the plate and get ya weight up
Where ya jeans a lil' bit tighter and fix ya makeup
I don't want a roughneck but can't be shook
She got to love the kids and know how to cook
From time to time, she could get a library look
She got to be sophisticated and loyal
I love 'em down to earth but I can't stand 'em spoiled
Especially when they straight from the hood
Never been to Cali but she actin Hollywood
Runnin 'round town like she know what's good
You ever heard the sayin, mami, "do as you should"
And if you ain't listen, you gon' wish that you would, yep!
You know that you wanna get down now (Hey, hey)
So come on let's stop playing around now (Hey, hey)
Act grown for once, let's go (c'mon, c'mon)
(C'mon, c'mon)
Come on, baby girl, let's go
Credits
Writer(s): Casey James, Leroy Bell, Hanif Muhammad, Christopher Ries, Chad Hamilton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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