I'm Tha Man - Cozz

Chill

We could just smoke

We could just chill, we could just smoke

You know!

Yeah, yeah

Uh

Get your fine ass in that water, baby

Don’t get all bougie, don’t get all crazy

Roll that doobie, but don’t get lazy

Show them boobies, you sexy ladies

I get it, I get it, it’s Monday

Whoa, get it together one day, but why wait five days for Friday don’t worry

'bout my name

I’m the motherfucking man

Nigga, you should ask around, South Central the town

Home school, it be Crenshaw

To my blood niggas, nothing against ya’ll

I got love for you all, but no love for the broads

So if I am in your plans, hope my dick is involved

Come on

Sexing us all, but she waiting on a ring like she expecting a call

I’m setting the bar

Hating niggas like «He the man forreal?»

Silly motherfucker, doesn’t cancer kill?

How is that for real?

Sit back and chill, Cody Macc is here

I’m trying to make it rain in that sunny weather

Trying to get more change than Armageddon

Picky now-a-days, if you ugly, Uh-uh

I like older hoes, 'cause they fuck me better

It’s Cozz, nigga

That’s C-O-Z-Z, Mr. Always-Holding-40-OZ

Or a OZ of the OG Kush hash push that ones back, just that, fuck crack

What’s that?

You don’t understand what I’m trying to say?

I’m first place, runner-up about a mile away

How this nigga got side hoes?

And he ain’t even got no main

Nigga

'Cause I’m the man, you should ask around

I’m the motherfucking man, you should ask around

I’m the motherfucking man, you should ask around

Niggas scared to get on tracks, 'cause I lays it down

Man, you should ask around

I’m the motherfucking man, you should ask around

Niggas scared to get on tracks, 'cause I lays it down

'Cause I’m the motherfucking-

I’m the motherfucking man!

(Yeah, Uh)

Spazzin have some

About to have a asthma attack

Well, half is that

Then the other half is both my hash, in fact

Bumping Acid Rap, I tries to Cadillac

Never understood why cats had to rat

I had the Explorer, I had to trash that shit, never got ass in that

Grade-A grass, homie pass it back

It’s a $ 5 minimum, 3, but you hit it once

Tired of the ignorance, that’s why I feel kin to rip

Mass of the innocents, citizen giving kids sweet lines

Cinnamon sedatives interested in women ready to get it in

I ain’t stupid, I really do this

I wouldn’t fuck with music if I found it useless

Already confident the 40 boost it

I found a flow that can make you lose it

Soulful Ruger put the bullets through ya, lyrically shoot ya

And if I lose it, I’ll grab Mama’s gun and Erykah Badu ya

Hip-hop's savior, slash, intruder

Niggas act like they knew ya, as soon as your loot up

Nigga got tux, but never do suit up

Smoking weed and acting a fool never really bothered me

I just wish that my moms could see that…

'Cause I’m the man, you should ask around

I’m the motherfucking man, you should ask around

I’m the motherfucking man, you should ask around

Niggas scared to get on tracks, 'Cause I lays it down

Man, you should ask around

I’m the motherfucking man, you should ask around

Niggas scared to get on tracks, 'cause I lays it down

'Cause I’m the motherfucking-

I’m the motherfucking man!

Ask around

Motherfucking man, nigga ask around

It’s the motherfucking man, nigga ask around

Holla at your nigga, man I’ll be in town

Motherfucking man, nigga ask around

Ha, yeah

Ask around