CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Mans

Come and get your mans
B*t*h, b*t*h, yeah
.44 with a beam
Aye, aye, yeah

B*t*h, come and get your mans, 'cuz he talkin' sh*t
Shoot him in his face, I just popped the b*t*h
.44 with a beam, and it's rockin' sh*t
B*t*h, I'm sippin' lean, I got wock and sh*t
B*t*h, come and get your mans, 'cuz he talkin' sh*t
Shoot him in his face, I just popped the b*t*h
.44 with a beam, and it's rockin' sh*t
B*t*h, I'm sippin' lean, I got wock and sh*t

Shoot him in his face, bullets stuck up in his brain
See me in a coupe, I pull up, I'm switchin' lanes
Skirtin' off the lot, I'mma link him like a chain
Yeah, her a** is fat, but she f**k me for my fame
I can't f**k with goofies, no, I can't f**k with lames
Hundreds in the stacks, with your b*t*h, I made it rain
You pull up, I shoot you, guess I beat you in your game
Run up - run up with a choppa, and I shoot him in his veins
I get violent, so I might just steal your homie chain
I just f**ked your b*t*h, and she left right when I came
Swear to god, that all these b*t*hes, is the f**kin' same
We got blood puddles, we gon' need a f**kin' drain

B*t*h, come and get your mans, 'cuz he talkin' sh*t
Shoot him in his face, I just popped the b*t*h
.44 with a beam, and it's rockin' sh*t
B*t*h, I'm sippin' lean, I got wock and sh*t

B*t*h, come and get your mans, 'cuz he talkin' sh*t