Producer X - JAMES BROWN (prod. by "x") lyrics

JAMES BROWN HOOK This is a man's world… (x 4) VERSE 1 Uh, man the f** up, fresh a** n***a, brands the f** up sh** so crack I'm gram'ed the f** up, and like a fat girl the 9 pounds is tucked I'll get it if I have to, my twitter name n***as, don't make them get @ you I'm so New York they should build me a statue, QB vision cuz I'm looking right pa** you Hater n***as only talk bad things, see you on a good day and have mood swings, nah I ain't with all the gossip, that's b**h sh**, I'll leave it to Bossip TMZ, MediaTakeOut, I k** audios, media take out No basketball these n***as just fake out, I don't tend to beef I am not a steakhouse Mannequin n***as need to get fresher, swag is more nonetheless-er Following trends to impress her, and while your busy doing that I'm about to undress her No offense, you n***as ain't sh**, with your screwed faces you all need face lifts No ambition, no standards, below basic, no cla** no taste buds ya'll are tasteless Eww, S-M-H, don't forget the “C” after the M-H Say I'm doing good when I'm really doing great, so humble, while ya'll still mumble, hate I am like no safety on a gun, the same guy that your girl calls to have fun My nuts weigh a ton, DAYRON the tutorial; I'll show you how to do this son HOOK VERSE 2 Lil' n***a stand on your own two, or all fours and f**ed like a b**h do In a cruel world no one to run to, that's why I gotta go in like a curfew Girls will be hoes and guys will be players, to girls may a nun have you in prayers I just want my cake in all its layers, hunt girls who live that vampire life and slay her Ha, Sarah Michelle Geller, f** a star I'm a nebular doing stellar A cooler on my pinky and my wrist is a cellar That bad b**h you with you don't beat, y'all acapella, ha That Satan money cuz a n***a getting hella, y'all all should man the f** up and do better Denim jacket or a varsity leather, I'm surprised I haven't grown a bathing ape feathers, look No remorse'in, for them b**h n***as endorsing, that kid sh** them n***as abortions My clique full of fly n***as your dealing with Martians, spaceships, space boots, we're out of this orbit Kicked her out the crib now the b**h is an orphan, only after I played around in her organs And since I'm wining ya'll n***as should forfeit, you couldn't take the heat so you cry for your losses Ha, man them n***as Chris Bosh'ing, lets talk money cuz I speak that often You either go hard or you soften, Dominican with hits, I should play for Boston And this a man's world lil' n***a, that means get money f** girls lil' n***a Eliminate all your enemies, just make sure you ain't dealing with me lil' n***a HOOK VERSE 3 f** that, I ain't come here to make friends, like girl hair you're my enemy if we don't split ends So if you wanna start it then let it begin, but whoever wanna start it better make sure that he finish me I'm here now, and ya'll still can't touch me, beauty's skin deep but I'll turn sh** ugly If you wnna start it then let it begin, but whoever wanna start it better make sure that he finish me, and f** em! No condom, I'm raw, ya'll knock off I'm the realest you saw You give her calls while I take off her bra, then give her back like a refund on the card You can't beat the odds, you can't get even, spittin' the truth to give you something to believe in Won't stop ‘til stop breathing, intoxicate the air, but I ain't leaving You can't f** hoes with no doe that's broke sh**, and girls can't do the same that's hoe sh** The double standard for your double d's, well I got two nuts you could double these Uh, Beyonce got y'all ga**ed, only girls who could talk sh** got a** The rest got swag, the others got a pretty face, and the rest of y'all I'll pa** n***as get fed then bite the hand and I can't relate cuz we're no longer fam Be a grown a** man, run your own sh**, grow a sack, and wear you own damn pants Uh, wouldn't expect y'all to understand, like a bad day I'm here to f** up plans n***a I'm the man, which means “this land is my land”