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Young Gunz Lyrics - Grown Man

[Verse (Chris)]
She My Down Ass Chick
Love me plus she like to come down my strip
Get paralyzed wipe down my Shit
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 partyís
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 partyís
And afta tha party
its back to tha party At our crib

[Verse: (Chris)]
Niggas stingy we part it were I live
Niggas offended like beg ya parting thatís my chick
(Is that you chick?)
Excuse me this aint our first time here
Donít 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 thatís you, thatís what you get for trickin
Keep giving her doe she takin care of Chris and
Iíll play my position up give her da dick
Con her to come and soon as im donr
Tell her im skipping
She like and if you what you want you acting
Different and Iím likeÖ.

[Chorus:]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Still doing shows and afta partyís
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 partyís and afta the party
Itís back to party at our crib

[Verse: (Neef)]
If you want it you can get it
You could come but you cant live here
If I hit it I want Chris to hit it to
I know you wit it bitches
Mad cause I parted and danced wit ya girlfriends
Smoked a bit, mainly drunk off crys
And I wasnít even feelin that bitch
She acting al pissy same time sadidey
A little bit silly, I canít 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 donít control me
Youngin been fuckin old heads aint shit you showed me
Got a walk like George and I talk like Goldie
Nope you canít 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 partyís
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 partyís
And afta tha party
Its back to tha party At our crib

[repeat till fade]

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