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Grown Man Lyrics - Singles - Young Gunz

Yeah, C' and Neef baby 

We grown men 

Rock with me 

I don't know what they told you 

Rock with me 

But I'm a grown man ma 

We grown men ma 

Neef grown to baby 

He grown to baby 

We gettin' couple dollars to baby, yeah 

We get our own cake to baby 

I know we in our late teens 

 

She my down ass chick 

Love me plus she like to come down my strip 

Get paralyzed wipe down my shit 

I love ya boo 

Your my bugaboo 

Type bug your boo 

All day all night then I murk when the birds chirp 

 

Yeah yeah, if you want it 

Yeah yeah, baby you can get it 

Still doin' shows and after parties 

And after the party its back to the party at our crib 

 

Yeah yeah, if you want it 

Yeah yeah, baby you can get it 

Still doin' shows and after parties 

And after the party its back to the party at our crib 

 

Niggaz stingy we party where I live 

Niggaz offended like beg your pardon that my chick 

Excuse me this ain't her first time here 

And don't approach me like that, get roasted like that 

Damn shorty playin' with your emotions like that 

You a grown man she got'chu open like that 

You put somethin' around her finger 

Now she got'chu wrapped around her finger it's official 

 

Well, that's you that's what'chu get for trickin' 

Keep givin' her doe she take care of the Chris, and 

I play my position, yup, give her the dick and 

Come in her come soon as I'm done tell her I'm skippin' 

She like, now that'chu got what'chu wanted you actin' different 

I'm like 

 

Yeah yeah 

Yeah yeah 

Still doin' shows and after parties 

And after the party its back to the party at our crib 

 

Yeah yeah, if you want it 

Yeah yeah, baby you can get it 

Still doin' shows and after parties 

And after the party its back to the party at our crib 

 

If you want it, you can get it 

You can come, but'chu can't live here 

If I hit it, I want Chris to hit it 

To I know you with it bitches 

Mad 'cause I partied then danced up with your girl friend 

Smoked and bent mainly drunk off Cris' 

And I wasn't even feelin' that bitch 

She actin' all pissy same time saditty 

 

A little bit silly I can't even get a quickie 

Never that, got a area code for every city 

Couple young freaks, couple old heads that dig me 

Thinkin' they gon' mold me, knowin' they can't control me 

Young'n been fuckin' old head ain't shit you showed me 

Got a walk like George and I talk like Goldie 

Nope you can't hold me from hittin' your homies 

I do enough rappin' at work listen to oldies 

 

Yeah yeah, if you want it 

Yeah yeah, baby you can get it 

Still doin' shows and after parties 

And after the party its back to the party at our crib 

 

Yeah yeah, if you want it 

Yeah yeah, baby you can get it 

Still doin' shows and after parties 

And after the party its back to the party at our crib 

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