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Wham. Bam.
I am the man.
I'm on my job and you can't tell me that I'm not.
Do you enjoy what you do
If not then stop
Don't say shit just rock [or rot?].
It goes boom, bap
Original slap
Came from the bay and we brought it right back
Twitching, tweaking gives me leaning
Looking like a mob of thieves and demons
Me? I'm chilling
Free I'm feeling
Cause I ain't playin' the hand I'm dealing
Then we rock when the switch ain't seen
It's all good cause 'em tricks ain't clean
With mass appeal comes [stex a'screal]
And a whole lot of [....]
And that's for real
Ain't gon' crack my grill
Cause I fell off the hill like Jack and Jill
Naw, never
Your boy is way too clever
I said
Naw, never
Your boy is way too clever
I'm breezy as the weather
Wham. Bam.
I am the man.
I'm on my job and you can't tell me that I'm not.
Do you enjoy what you do
If not then stop
Don't say shit just rock
Red, white, tan, black, yellow and brown
It really don't matter we can all get down
You're too late acting like a Barken' Lounger
You can see what happen when the boss around
You're talking now?
Talk is cheap
Imma show you how to live like Rob and Leech
Chillin' on a beach, rich {..} heat
Well we party like a water filled with Boston tea
Goin' dumb in the {..}
Yeah I bet they're gon' hurt
Three times better when you do your homework
You're goin' crazy, get the {...} wrong work
And when you finally get it, better make they [bones hurt]
Oh yes, your boy is hella' fresh
I said oh yes
Your boy is hella' fresh
I said oh yes
I always ace the test
Wham. Bam.
I am the man.
I'm on my job and you can't tell me that I'm not.
Do you enjoy what you do
If not then stop
Don't say shit just rock
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