The Man

[Intro: Snoop Dogg]

What up though this is big Snoop Dogg hanging out with DJ Motor Mane, you understand me?

Hit 'em with some of that G shit

(La musica de Harry Fraud)

[Chorus: J.R. Donato]

Rain drops falling on the window of my Benz

I just noticed I don't have a lot of friends

Bring a child into this world, step it up and be a man

I be feeling like the shit, and they calling me the man

Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am, yes I am

Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am

Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am, yes I am

Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am

[Verse 1: J.R. Donato]

I say they hate to see you come up

They hate to see you hustle but them pounds I gotta turn up

I'm flexing all my muscle boy give shots you try to run up

Cause I ain't finna tussle I got fans way out in London

So dreams do really come true

I'm high as fuck when I come to

Bad bitch tell her come through

Niggas looking for hand outs when you tell them no then its fuck you

Oh well, nigga fuck you I'm in this new coupe and I'm comfortable

Where you're friend I said bring two

Lit with them when ain't nothing to do

Said hell yea I'm the man now, hell yea I got grams now

Pops still doing real estate, hell yea he got land now

And I'm bout to be a father too, don't bother me I won't bother you

Hell yea I got shows to do, hell yea I got pounds to move

Gang

[Chorus: J.R. Donato]

Rain drops falling on the window of my Benz

I just noticed I don't have a lot of friends

Bring a child into this world, step it up and be a man

I be feeling like the shit, and they calling me the man

Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am, yes I am

Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am

Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am, yes I am

Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am

[Verse 2: Chevy Woods]

I'm having nightmares feeling it's niggas want me dead

Going through it I got niggas in the feds

Sliding in that brand new Benz I don't need a lot of friends

I'm just living I know one day its gon' end

30 bottles foreign models I'm just trynna ease the pain

Had a convo with myself to never fall in love again

All night till the morning all we know is get paid

How you fall in love with something that won't love you back the same?

Boy them streets them cold yea, case you didn't know yea

48 Hunnid, Taylor Gang, yea yea yea

Pull up on the 'Nolia

[Chorus: J.R. Donato]

Rain drops falling on the window of my Benz

I just noticed I don't have a lot of friends

Bring a child into this world, step it up and be a man

I be feeling like the shit, and they calling me the man

Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am, yes I am

Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am

Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am, yes I am

Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am

[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]

They said they want me to stop, but I ain't stopping no

Wonder where I got these Vans but they ain't dropping those

I'm eating lobster bisque, baked at the Pappadeaux

That's my bitch, she your wife, turned her to a proper hoe

I get a lot of dough, I fly a lot of planes

Every time you turn around Young Khalifa copping chains

She yours I got the brains, taught the game

Bitches say I'm not a lame, watch your self out there, these cops insane

They'll do anything to keep us off the streets

So I grind everyday cause Sebastian gotta eat

And the jewels that I rock turn these good girls to freaks

Make 500K a week, bring my cheese then we speak

Capeesh?

[Chorus: J.R. Donato & (Wiz Khalifa)]

Rain drops falling on the window of my Benz

I just noticed I don't have a lot of friends

Bring a child into this world, step it up and be a man (that's cool. I do me you do you)

I be feeling like the shit, and they calling me the man (it's harder than it looks. Pause)

Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am, yes I am

Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am (the motherfucking man. look at us now)

Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am, yes I am

Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am (just look at us!)