WHO’S YO MAN? Lyrics – CUBE GANG

WHO’S YO MAN? Lyrics by CUBE GANG

Yo, who’s yo mans?
Run up with the fam
Here we go again
You know that’s me

What’s it gonna be?
Tear up like world war iii
Yo, who’s yo bae?
What you tryna say?

Put yo man away
You know that’s me
You know honestly
Gon’ end yo misery

Yo, who’s yo mans?
He gon’ stay out my business
You know that she bad, and you know that i fit this
Got cops walkin’ in like, “can i get a witness?”

The way that she lookin’, it feelin’ like christmas
She look in my eyes and i’m down with the sickness
There’s no way she good, she got me superstitious
I’m down for the count, but i’m feelin’ ambitious

I’d stay on this rhyme, but that’s so repetitious
Stop, i’m movin’ too fast
My grand prix like lambo, my foot on the gas
Bae riding with me, her hand on my lap

Pull in the party, they all looking back
Damn, i need some inspiration
She made for the streets, she got no dedication
See green lights, i’m gassin’, got no hesitation

My rhymes are so cold, we got no insulation
Yo, who’s yo mans?
Run up with the fam
Here we go again

You know that’s me
What’s it gonna be?
Tear up like world war iii
Yo, who’s yo bae?

What you tryna say?
Put yo man away
You know that’s me
You know honestly

Gon’ end yo misery
Yo, who’s yo mans?
Who the f#ck is yo mans?
Beat off the wall like i’m rockin’ the vans

Flashin’ the nine, you best get to yo dance
Good #ss job, like i’m out kickin’ with chance
Huh?
Who the f#ck cut the beat out?

Pull up to her house and i’m slanging my meat out
Her coochie so ewie, it smellin’ lie sea trout
Hop en mi carro y voy a mi beach house
Who the f#ck need a bentley?

We whip in a camry
These hoes in the trap, turn ’em all into mammies
These rhymes you be spittin’ be closer to caca
Rehash that sh#t like recording with gaga

Run up on a fella, he can’t stop the cap
Checkin’ for opps, 50 sit in my lap
South side of sumner where i made my fame
She ran out of streets, so she sits on the main

Yo, who’s yo mans?
Run up with the fam
Here we go again
You know that’s me

What’s it gonna be?
Tear up like world war iii
Yo, who’s yo bae?
What you tryna say?

Put yo man away
You know that’s me
You know honestly
Gon’ end yo misery

Yo, who’s yo mans?
Have to keep up, so i go super saiyan
Droppin’ this heat, so you know i ain’t playin’
Send you to god, so i know that you prayin’

What she be sayin’?
My bed where she layin’
Ay, switch up the flow, go very slow
Talk to that girl, found out she a hoe

Tellin’ the truth, i’m not lyin’ to you
She said she tryin’, but i’m tryin’ to
Think of a reason why i should be stayin’, but two
People who want you, got me stressed, leave me with too

Much on my mind for me to continue with you
I better bid you adieu
Before i got feelings i need to subdue (*let’s go*)
Mom follower, i’m all over

Way i sing, don toliver
You be lookin’ up to me, sergeant redfern to a commodore
Speedin’ in the silver bullet, stevie wonder the speedometer
808s thumpin’, break the top out the thermometer (ring ring)

Who on yo phone? (*who on yo phone?*)
I don’t care, let’s go home (*let’s go home*)
No, i won’t watch my tone
On the court, so these m#th*rf#ck*rs better keep my #ss off the throne

As you can tell
That bar didn’t age very well
I’m at the top of the tower like bell
Oh, what the hell

I know you dwell on
What we had in the past
You moving fast, just like the flash
I didn’t smash

Quite unexpected, i found out you sexted
Caught in the middle, so i interjected
Send her a snap, slide in her dms
I take a chance when i carpe my diems

She got a boyfriend, know i should be him
Cause i be hittin’ her thoughts in the pm
Inside her dome, when she at home
Guys on her phone like jackson mahomes

Cut him off, cut him off, give me a chance
If she be you girl, then why we got plans?
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CUBE GANG Lyrics – WHO’S YO MAN?

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WHO’S YO MAN?