Young Guns - Grown Man (remix) (feat. Kanye West) lyrics

(Verse (Chris)) She My Down Ass Chick Love me plus she like to come down my strip Get paralyzed wipe down my sh** I love you boo, you, my bug-a-boo Type bug ya boo All day all night then I merk on tha 1st chirp (Chorus:) Yeah, yeah If you want it (yeah, yeah) Baby you can get it Still 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) Still doin shows and afta party's And afta tha party Its back to tha party At our crib (Verse: (Chris)) n***as stingy we part it were I live n***as offended like beg ya parting that's my chick (Is that you chick?) Excuse me this ain't our first time here Don't approach me like dat, get roasted like dat Damm shorty playin with ya emotions like dat You a grown man she got you open like dat Yu put something around her finger, now She got you rapped around her finger its official Well that's you, that's what you get for trickin Keep giving her doe she takin care of Chris and I'll play my position up give her da dick Con her to come and soon as im donr Tell her im skipping She like now that you got what you want you acting Different and I'm like…. (Woo!) (Chorus:) Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Still 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) Still 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 could come but you can't live here If I hit it I want Chris to hit it to I know you wit it b**hes Mad cause I parted and danced wit ya girlfriends Smoked a bit, mainly drunk off crys And I wasn't even feelin that b**h She acting al pissy same time sadidey A little bit silly, I can't even get a quickie Neva dat got a are codes for every city Couple young freaks, couple old heads That dig me, thinking they gone hold me Knowing they don't control me Youngin been f**kin old heads ain't sh** you showed me Got a walk like George and I talk like Goldie Nope you can't hold me from hittin up ya homies I do enough rappin at work, listen to oldies (Chorus:) Yeah, yeah If you want it (yeah, yeah) Baby you can get it Still 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) Still doin shows and afta party's And afta tha party Its back to tha party At our crib (repeat till fade)