Man Down lyrics
by Rocky Badd
[Intro: Rocky Badd]
Yeah
It's the real B, b*tch
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah
[Verse 1: Rocky Badd]
I be in my, bag (bag)
n*ggas laugh (laugh)
b*tches brag (brag)
But they not f*ckin' with me (yeah they ain't)
To the bad (back)
You be mad (mad)
Can't move me back (back)
Real hitta's f*ckin' with me (woo)
Stick talk
Watch I make a brick talk (brrah)
I keep rappers p*ssed off
Not for all that slick talk (and I'm not)
Bet I make your b*tch walk (and I will)
Bet I get a b*tch chalked (and I will)
See how fast that whip park (woo)
I don't have to trick off, f*ck it (haha)
If it's problems then it's problems
You should hate if I start yelling (yeah)
I bring problems [?] bring [?]
b*tches hoes and they be tellin' (pop, pop, pop)
If you scared to go to church (woo)
pus*y ho should bring a reverend
I got locked but I ain't fold
Even 12 know I ain't tellin'
[Chorus: Rocky Badd]
Yo, you can stand down (stand down)
It's gon' be a man down (a man down)
I keep b*tches' heads down (heads down)
I don't need no handouts (no I don't)
It's gon' be a man down (man down)
When I come, they bands out
I make b*tches dance now
I make opps be friends now
f*ck it (woo, woo, woo)
You can stand down
It's gon' be a man down
I keep b*tches' heads down (ayy, ayy)
I don't need no handouts
It's gon' be a man down (brrah)
When I come, they bands out (brrah)
I make b*tches dance now (brrah)
I make opps be friends now (brrah)
f*ck it (Brrrrr)
You can stand down
It's gon' be a man down (it's gon' be a man down)
I keep b*tches' heads down (they heads down)
I don't need no handouts (I don't need no handouts)
It's gon' be a man down (a man down)
When I come, they bands out
I make b*tches dance now
I make opps be friends now
f*ck it
[Verse 2: Mauri Corey]
Yeah, spilling lean on the Yeezys
Ghetto boy like Im peazy
Been in the water like a squeegee
With a chocolate b*tch look like Dreezy
Ooh, I run off you can't get your money back
You not from the D you from Pontiack
Boy you a [?]
40s and 30s a starter pack
Ooh, dropped a eight in my cup
It's darker than midnight
Huh, we ain't get the money
So lil n*gga sit tight
Huh, this a 3 liter
Lil n*gga a big spray
Huh, get your b*tch on the couch
I know what your b*tch like
Money keep coming forever
She like you she f*ckin' me better
I'm hotter than coats in a sweater (woo)
She keep busting nuts on the leather
Ooh, n*gga I'm all the way up (brrr)
You fell in love with a sl*t (oh yeah)
I put my thumb in her butt
I'm ballin' on n*ggas like [?]
[Chorus: Rocky Badd]
Yo, you can stand down (stand down)
It's gon' be a man down (a man down)
I keep b*tches' heads down (heads down)
I don't need no handouts (no I don't)
It's gon' be a man down (man down)
When I come, they bands out
I make b*tches dance now
I make opps be friends now
f*ck it (woo, woo, woo)
You can stand down
It's gon' be a man down
I keep b*tches' heads down (ayy, ayy)
I don't need no handouts
It's gon' be a man down (brrah)
When I come, they bands out (brrah)
I make b*tches dance now (brrah)
I make opps be friends now (brrah)
f*ck it (Brrrrr)
You can stand down
It's gon' be a man down (it's gon' be a man down)
I keep b*tches' heads down (they heads down)
I don't need no handouts (I don't need no handouts)
It's gon' be a man down (a man down)
When I come, they bands out
I make b*tches dance now
I make opps be friends now (friends now)
f*ck it
[Verse 3: Rocky Badd and Mauri Corey]
Look, keep b*tches got a hundred hoes
You ain't the plug, they fronted those
b*tch know I'm sick like a runny nose
That ain't your drip that's your brother clothes
T-shirt say wealthy
Broke n*ggas scream help me (ayy)
Rocking this b*tch it's a deadline
Rock them to sleep that's a bedtime
Draco on me with a 40
I'm in the water like Dory
I'm in this b*tch
I shoot I don't miss
It can get back to your shorty
I can get back for your people
Blunts got me higher than seagulls
Know a b*tch went eating
If the beat fine we'll leave
[Outro]
Man down
I keep b*tches heads down
It's gon be a man down
I make b*tches dance now
I make [?] friends now
f*ck it