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Maniac Maniac Maniac Boy-boy better know like Jammer When it kicks, you ain't seein' no punches Tryna fill up this MC Hammer If you ain't got gloves, can't touch this Get a pack, how you still ain't sold that? Go send a text to all them fiends I got buj, that's black like Kodak He phoned for a Z and got twenty two G's Me, I get gyal anywhere that we go And the peng tings stop me for pics And if you wanna come to my hotel Tell 'em I'm there 'til six I don't wanna be an MCM But on Wednesday, she'll throw it back like Thursday Blood all over his shirt ay Tryna leave a paigon boy in the worst way Bando, call that office I put on my shoes, don't let shots ring Shotty all half my size, bruck that pin it'll let off spring We had light like Charlie Flooded the ends, then we got other spots And I got Bob like Marley SongtexteMy cats don't sing but they all love a rock Any time they come to the ends We react fast like Denny and Renz Told bro, "I need that Drum" He said, "Just go there where I parked it" And these teeth can't miss the jam If I aim I'll hit that target Hate Chantelle and Shanice I always see them with my man And if I get a drop, call bro boy It might be force, I don't wanna excite man If my young boy press that button And buzz them flats for a two on two M's tryna burn these brand new Air Max Bro, what'd you do with the shoes? Got brown like Nino in New Jack City They say it taste good like Megan This dot's too long like Nia I might have to chop it, trust me ah cheffin' I ain't hearin' that 'he say, she say' Opps dem know I ain't a game like EA Tryna fill it to the max like TK Bro, these teeth ain't little like TJ Pissed how we did it on camera How you think we chinged him and watched that replay? No JCB but I been on drills Attack like Fifa Street, got skills Ain't touchin' my Sprite if it don't come sealed Pay racks for the lean but she's tryna pop pills Bought two rings, could've copped me a German And I don't miss shots like Sterling I was waving my shank like Merlin Turnin', turnin' when its inserting Moncler on, my young ting needs spoiling And I got a big batty ting in Croydon Bring out the dots, needs oilin' Friends turned pack, you don't wanna go join them She wants Chanel on her earrings But I got a bad one with a tongue piercing My name Digs and I'm certi Tryna bang goals like Rob Van Persie Free S1, pray he gets early My bro bangin' on govs at servery Me and S like Wallace and Gromit Might tour on your block, do travel agent You don't wanna get cook like Thomas Hate when you're trying to act nice When I see you in the club with your friend She can't even cook rice But you're out tryna stunt in your uncle's Benz Night-time smoking sess' Rass it, can't take two when I pull it Wake up, give a boy corn for breakfast Call that one there the Nutra Bullet You ain't been in the trap and heard that knocking And banked it all 'cause you thought it's feds Out late like foxes and I got cats that try short bread Aus Songtexte Mania