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Song: Get Your Mans

Artist: Rich Brian, Warren Hue

Lyrics: Warren Hue & Rich Brian

Composed: Jacob Ray & Powers Pleasant

Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger

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Get your mans, if you switchin' up then tell me in advance

Sticky hold ride hundreds on my fingertips

Chain swangin', dunno where the metal is

Pull up on a Benz, she dance, got us some heaven pants

Bitch we on a different rank, I am the veteran

Bitch I quit my vans, lemme just do my dance

Kill streak shit in the game, then it’s just represent

Mona Lisa and Picasso

Balls on limp, I'm a child though

Cultural vision on a 5-4

Wave form, movie, Idaho

Camе storm like it's X-Men

Fuck with me, you is dеad man

In my pockets, Deadman

And I leap like it's Jumpman

Coffees and the L-Men

Trophies, don't compare them

What's a Grammy to a

Just send my Grammy and the trophy

What's a gram to a fake bitch?

Indonesian was a language

Think I'm speakin' like a bad bitch

Background in a whole different continent

How we got different ad-libs

How we got different mothers

How we got different cash

How we got different chances

How we got different culture

Rollin' deep with my dawgs you would think it's a veterinary

I reached my goals by January

Got the eyes of a tiger, Katy Perry

Gettin' married to the game

Little bitch, we're not the same

And that bitch pussy wet like, jolly dang

And that bitch done sold like 20k

And I'm jokin', roly poly with the zaza

Sippin', drinkin', bitin' with the foie gras

You will need the barker when you buy buy

I don't got a problem with the hot girl

I'm the finished product, you the mark-up

Quittin' the xanny, bitch, get yo' box up

YouTube soldiers, get to the Choppa

Just woke up, I get to the cameras

You won't judge of Rollin’ Impalas

I do not write I'm just telling my truth

When I get in the booth

I don't fuck with no Judas

Got random computers

Got so many sons, I don't know where the booth is

If you do got the game like Galaga, boot up

You feel like the Goonies

But I'd rather sit on my face like a Buddhist

You fuckin' with Gucci that give me lil’ cooties

She give me the face

I fell in love in the middle of COVID, she badder than Addison Rae

He might hit a post but the fraction always seven times and they never got paid

I told my girl, hit the neuron and zoom in uh She thinkin' of the parade

I took the family with trip in Japan but the weeb inside ways

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Get your mans, if you switchin' up then tell me in advance

Sticky hold ride hundreds on my fingertips

Chain swangin', dunno where the metal is

Pull up on a Benz, she dance, got us some heaven pants

Bitch we on a different rank, I am the veteran

Bitch I quit my vans, lemme just do my dance

Kill streak shit in the game, then it’s just represent

Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah

Me and Warren 'bout to kill this shit

It is gettin' carried, get the crucifix

Saw them 'boutta leave but I'm immune to leaves

Saw the snakes, bitches got a piece side

Rewind that shit, remind that bitch

turned to ash to propaganda, bitch

I've been in the new background

24, tryna go clash and crash with me

I'm practically the most savage

The most braggadocious boy that you've ever seen

I'm on caffeine, the black jeans

In the whole brevity and slow additives

I'm sippin' tea, I'm livid

'Cause I got the whole game to carry

I decide to carry

Oh my god my Nike, I'm Mariah Carey

Got a check in December

Miss shots like a sober man

Hold 'em, join the mini military

Miss the sign, you the sign of a dairy

I'm a bitch like Halle Berry

I'mma fish like "Bitch, I'm pretty!"

Goddamn I'm pretty, bitch

And I'm back in the juice

I don't play by no rules

I awaken the Kyuubi

Attack anything that are making a move

I don't make an excuse

Before you walk in, take off your shoes, bitch

Are you limp, boy?

Sippin' on shoelace

I got blues but you so clueless

On my words, I acted in a movie, lil’ bitch

I got blue bills, match your dances

Blue jeans with a bad bitch

With a side of sushi

Schoolboy gettin' excused Goofy

Bitch, I got new keys in Jacuzzi

Keepin' it in the lowkey movie

Bitch, my battery, saw that Uzi

Keep your mask on, you smell like blue cheese, ay

Uh

Get your mans, if you switchin' up then tell me in advance

Sticky hold ride hundreds on my fingertips

Chain swangin', dunno where the metal is

Pull up on a Benz, she dance, got us some heaven pants

Bitch we on a different rank, I am the veteran

Bitch I quit my vans, lemme just do my dance

Kill streak shit in the game, then it’s just represent