I'm Da Man lyrics

[Intro]

Gang, gang

I'm da man, I'm da man

Gang gang

I'm da man, i'm da man

Lud Foe, Boochie Gang

Aye i'm da man

[Verse 1]

Male gigolo, don juan i'm loose of this pimp juice

We got macs for days, fuck a deuce deuce

Put a nail in yo head, i'm a loose screw

Old shotty, new body

I'm so high I popped 2 beans and forgot about it

I dont wanna fuck your dream bitch, she got mileage

I dropped out selling dope, nigga fuck a college

Hit the club draped in gold, bitch i'm big and bold

Selling blows by store ridin with this pole

I got 50 shots under the seat, i'm illegal and violent

And I don't even got no license, don't supposed to be driving

You can get them drugs gone and stepped on

Foenem pull up on yo ass you get left on

At your head like a dread, don't get clamped on

Trigger squeeze squeeze, bullets rip your Teflon

I'm in VIP, flee, balling like i'm Jim Jones

We got R Kelly Eateats, bugged up get pissed on

Lately Ive been going on vacation, fucking off Caucasian

Foenem come thru violate your nation like he on probation

I'm a turn up on the pussy niggas who said I wouldn't make it

Bitch, I'm from the streets they don't give me money then ima take it

Fall in KOD, thru these Louie Shades I see booty shaking

You get R-I-P, you get filled with heat leave yo body shaking

Bitch I'm from chicago, with drug dealers, killers, and rapists

Masturbate my trigga, I finger fuck nina until she naked

Forgis on the beamer I bail out cleaner than Aquafina

Riding in the steama, extended clips filled with Jalapena's

I'm da man, I run them bands up

I got meatrolls in my pocket, I can't pull my pants up

It's a stick up bitch don't move, nigga throw yo hands up

Get yo bitch up off your room she a freaky dancer

The police snatch me up for questioning, don't got no answer

Fuck nigga you don't want no smoke, you don't want no cancer

Foenem leave a nigga stinking like a shitty pamper

I love flexing on these bitches, I ain't got no manners

I'm a Balmain rocker, I'm a pistol cocker

You's a fucking pillow talker, you's a pickle blocker

Bitch I turn up at my shows, i'm a party rocker

My lil shorty keep that pole, he's a body dropper

I be with some hot niggas, come and sip the shotta

She gon' dance for all these bands like I'm Speaker Knockerz

If you run off with that work, you gon need a doctor

I just bought another choppa named it Helicopter

• Artist:Lud Foe
• Album:Single (2016)