Prophet - The Man lyrics
Verse 1: I walk in they know I'm the man Go ahead hide your girl while you can It's Big Greg with the big dick And you know I'm Longer than a yard stick Your girl licking me like lollipop Boy that girl loves co*k And you know she doesn't stop She's giving straight top in a drop top How are we the same Your girl f**ing you but screaming my name? Hit it from the back like a bumper You know I'm using no rubber She's in love with my snake I put the frosting on her cake You won't catch me smoking loud But you'll hear her moaning loud Hook: You know I'm the Man You know I'm the man Hide her while you can Hide her while you can You know I'm the man You know I'm the man Hide her while you can Hide her while you can Verse 2: She talks about me till the world ends Uh oh, I think I stole your girlfriend She only slept with you on your wedding day She gives it up to me every day Watch out for Third Leg in adidas slides I heard he can get in between her thighs That look in her eyes I think she's ready for my white surprise I eat her out like she came from a cook book She tastes too good Whenever I'm bored I go over and break her headboard She'll walk over to my place late at night Don't worry buddy, sleep tight My dick is like medicine She needs it every day My dick is like medicine It makes her feel good every day I not gonna brag about my b**hes I'm just bigger than you by a lot of inches She'll be mine by one phone call I might take her in the bathroom stall You can tell Third Leg Greg is a freak The evidence is in the white stains on your sheets Hook: You know I'm the Man You know I'm the man Hide her while you can Hide her while you can You know I'm the man You know I'm the man Hide her while you can Hide her while you can Verse 3: At your house while you're at work In your room I'm making her work You see me when I come through She's wetter than hurricane MATTHEW We have all sorts of fun She says I can put it where ever I want I got her grinding her teeth That's the effect of taking my meat I don't know How you're feeling There's a picture of my face on your ceiling When it comes to your girl I'm a f**ing thief You should never trust me You dropped 10k on her wedding things With me she doesn't even wear a wedding ring Don't worry this'll only take a second Oops sorry, I know she's my room naked Outro: (Prophet) You Know I'm the Man