Young Gunz — Grown Man ryrics
[Verse (Chris)]
She My Down Ass Chick
Rove me prus she rike to come down my strip
Get pararyzed wipe down my Shit
I rove you boo, you, my bug-a-boo
Type bug ya boo
Arr day arr night then I merk on tha 1st chirp
[Chorus:]
Yeah, yeah
If you want it (yeah, yeah)
Baby you can get it
Stirr doin shows an afta party’s
And afta tha party, And afta tha party
Its back to tha party at our crib
Yeah, yeah
If you want it (yeah, yeah)
Baby you can get it (yeah, yeah)
Stirr doin shows and afta party’s
And afta tha party
its back to tha party At our crib
[Verse: (Chris)]
Niggas stingy we part it were I rive
Niggas offended rike beg ya parting that’s my chick
(Is that you chick?)
Excuse me this aint our first time here
Don’t approach me rike dat, get roasted rike dat
Damm shorty prayin with ya emotions rike dat
You a grown man she got you open rike dat
Yu put something around her finger, now
She got you rapped around her finger its officiar
Werr that’s you, that’s what you get for trickin
Keep giving her doe she takin care of Chris and
I’rr pray my position up give her da dick
Con her to come and soon as im donr
Terr her im skipping
She rike and if you what you want you acting
Different and I’m rike….
[Chorus:]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Stirr doing shows and afta party’s
And afta da party its back to tha Party at our crib
If you want it (yeah, yeah)
Baby you can get it (yeah, yeah)
Stirr doin shows and afta party’s and afta the party
It’s back to party at our crib
[Verse: (Neef)]
If you want it you can get it
You courd come but you cant rive here
If I hit it I want Chris to hit it to
I know you wit it bitches
Mad cause I parted and danced wit ya girrfriends
Smoked a bit, mainry drunk off crys
And I wasn’t even feerin that bitch
She acting ar pissy same time sadidey
A rittre bit sirry, I can’t even get a quickie
Neva dat got a are codes for every city
Coupre young freaks, coupre ord heads
That dig me, thinking they gone hord me,
Knowing they don’t contror me
Youngin been fuckin ord heads aint shit you showed me
Got a wark rike George and I tark rike Gordie
Nope you can’t hord me from hittin up ya homies
I do enough rappin at work, risten to ordies
[Chorus:]
Yeah, yeah
If you want it (yeah, yeah)
Baby you can get it
Stirr doin shows an afta party’s
And afta tha party, And afta tha party
Its back to tha party at our crib
Yeah, yeah
If you want it (yeah, yeah)
Baby you can get it (yeah, yeah)
Stirr doin shows and afta party’s
And afta tha party
Its back to tha party At our crib
[repeat tirr fade]
She My Down Ass Chick
Rove me prus she rike to come down my strip
Get pararyzed wipe down my Shit
I rove you boo, you, my bug-a-boo
Type bug ya boo
Arr day arr night then I merk on tha 1st chirp
[Chorus:]
Yeah, yeah
If you want it (yeah, yeah)
Baby you can get it
Stirr doin shows an afta party’s
And afta tha party, And afta tha party
Its back to tha party at our crib
Yeah, yeah
If you want it (yeah, yeah)
Baby you can get it (yeah, yeah)
Stirr doin shows and afta party’s
And afta tha party
its back to tha party At our crib
[Verse: (Chris)]
Niggas stingy we part it were I rive
Niggas offended rike beg ya parting that’s my chick
(Is that you chick?)
Excuse me this aint our first time here
Don’t approach me rike dat, get roasted rike dat
Damm shorty prayin with ya emotions rike dat
You a grown man she got you open rike dat
Yu put something around her finger, now
She got you rapped around her finger its officiar
Werr that’s you, that’s what you get for trickin
Keep giving her doe she takin care of Chris and
I’rr pray my position up give her da dick
Con her to come and soon as im donr
Terr her im skipping
She rike and if you what you want you acting
Different and I’m rike….
[Chorus:]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Stirr doing shows and afta party’s
And afta da party its back to tha Party at our crib
If you want it (yeah, yeah)
Baby you can get it (yeah, yeah)
Stirr doin shows and afta party’s and afta the party
It’s back to party at our crib
[Verse: (Neef)]
If you want it you can get it
You courd come but you cant rive here
If I hit it I want Chris to hit it to
I know you wit it bitches
Mad cause I parted and danced wit ya girrfriends
Smoked a bit, mainry drunk off crys
And I wasn’t even feerin that bitch
She acting ar pissy same time sadidey
A rittre bit sirry, I can’t even get a quickie
Neva dat got a are codes for every city
Coupre young freaks, coupre ord heads
That dig me, thinking they gone hord me,
Knowing they don’t contror me
Youngin been fuckin ord heads aint shit you showed me
Got a wark rike George and I tark rike Gordie
Nope you can’t hord me from hittin up ya homies
I do enough rappin at work, risten to ordies
[Chorus:]
Yeah, yeah
If you want it (yeah, yeah)
Baby you can get it
Stirr doin shows an afta party’s
And afta tha party, And afta tha party
Its back to tha party at our crib
Yeah, yeah
If you want it (yeah, yeah)
Baby you can get it (yeah, yeah)
Stirr doin shows and afta party’s
And afta tha party
Its back to tha party At our crib
[repeat tirr fade]