The Man lyrics
by Hak Baker
[Intro]
I'm the man
I got so much [?]
Yes me too
I got like five or six cars
[?] yes
(?) my personality
I have the best personality
And I'm so good looking
Did I mention how good looking I am?
[?] so rich
Have you seen this face
Oh, this face is wonderful
I am glorious
Look at my face
Hahaha
Everyone else envyin' me
Everyone envyin' me
I am the man
Hahaha
The man
The man
The man
The man
The man
[Verse 1]
Yo listen
I call this bird Tina Turner
Cause she thinks I'm simply the best
Me and my pal Roy do 'roids in David Lloyds
So we look good in a vest
I'm only going Ibiza closing party next month
Cause I can't wait to get on the sesh
Skip the travel insurance, buy more blue pills
Mitsubushi's and valets instead
Mate I'm all about peace and love
Unless someone treats me like a mug
I don't care if you do Jujitsu
I'll smash a brick on the head, you c*nt
Mate I'm all about equal rights
Until I need to tell a b*tch be quiet
Don't care if your Instagram says your woke
You can't take a joke and need to get a life
[Chorus]
Kind of like it when you ask me
To open the pickle jar
I like it when you ask me
To top up the oil in your little car
I like it when I hold the door
Cause oh I just feel so mature
Cause I'm the man
Yeah I'm the man
I'm the f*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
Yeah my balls are big and round, yeah
[Verse 2]
I dropped seven hundred large on me '99 plate BMW
Swerving lanes with no indicators
And I don't give a f*ck if my driving troubles you
Cause it's a man's world
And I p*ss in the lift just cause I wanted to
But don't call me a Momma's boy
'Cause I'm thirty one and still live under Mummy's roof
Liquid lunch, cowabunga
Yeah my nose is f*ckin' thunder
Speedy coke, lost my hunger
Quinoa leaf [?] suckers
How can I be more PC when I'm such a man
Lifestyle of a lad of leisure
Thank god he give me a big sack
[Chorus]
Yeah cause I like it when you ask me
To open the pickle jar
I like it when you ask me
To top up the oil in your little car
I like it when I hold the door
Cause oh I just feel so mature
Cause I'm the man
Yeah I'm the man
I'm the f*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
Yeah my balls are big and round, yeah
[Instrumental Break]
Evil is the man that is my foe
[Verse 3]
Yeah
PC
Is all I hear, all I see
They're chatting sh*t on the TV
I say "I don't know why I just can't be me"
They're chatting sh*t on the TV
I say "I don't know why I just can't be me"
[?] f*cking
[?]
[?] shut your f*cking
[Chorus]
I'm the f*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking motherf*cking
Motherf*cking motherf*cking
I'm the f*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm the motherf*cking man
I'm just angry cause life didn't go to plan