Man Of The Year

Bruh, I see girls everywhere
Titties, ass, hands in the air
It’s a party over here
Shake it for the Man Of The Year
Man Of The Year…
Man of the… “bounce!”
Bruh, I see girls everywhere
Titties, ass, hands in the air
It’s a party over here
Shake it for the Man Of The Year
Man Of The Year…
Man of the… “bounce!”
Bruh, I see girls everywhere
Titties, ass, hands in the air
It’s a party over here
Shake it for the Man Of The Year

Man Of The Year…
Man of the… “bounce!”

…bounce, bounce, bounce…
…bounce, bounce, bounce…
…bounce, bounce, bounce…
…bounce, bounce, bounce…

Yeah, home of the party…
…in the land of the G’s
Please let a player breath
Take the top down for the breeze
Burnt lips, got life sellin’ E
Peace, love, enemies
Homie, I ain’t come for the beef
You ain’t know I’m Player Of The Week?
Player Of The Week
Homie, I’m the life of the…

Bump that this shit, gotta eat
Bounce for the crown
You be hatin’ and I still hold it down
When you ’round, man, the girls never lounge
Man, I heard you a hound
Bruh man, I still put it down
…still put it down
…and vibe to the sound
Yeah, I’m the rich player now
I’m the talk of the town
Man, I might run’ em out
Go south of the border
Down to the floor…

…bounce, bounce, bounce…
…bounce, bounce, bounce…
…bounce, bounce, bounce…
…bounce, bounce, bounce…

Bruh, I see girls everywhere
Titties, ass, hands in the air
It’s a party over here
Shake it for the Man Of The Year
Man Of The Year…
Man of the… “bounce!”
Bruh, I see girls everywhere
Titties, ass, hands in the air
It’s a party over here
Shake it for the Man Of The Year
Man Of The Year…
Man of the… “bounce!”
Bruh, I see girls everywhere
Titties, ass, hands in the air
It’s a party over here
Shake it for the Man Of The Year
Man Of The Year…

Man of the… “bounce!”

…bounce, bounce, bounce…
…bounce, bounce, bounce…
…bounce, bounce, bounce…
…bounce, bounce, bounce…

Home of the dribble on the curb
Jump shots, everything occurred
What, you fly to a bird?
Homie, I could pitch you to the curb
Let this real stuff occur
Make mills from a verse
Watch me cop a crib in the ‘burbs
Homie, you ain’t said nothin’ but a word
Tell ya “chill” for ya nerves
Home of the paid on the 1st
Then probably goin’ broke by the 3rd

Bounce for the crown
Fast forward, gettin’ real, tell me now
Every dog need a cat to meow every once in a while
I see hands in the crowds
See whites, blacks jumpin’ around…
Everything bounce… bounce from the ground
Hype from the sound
This verse right from the morgue
…down from the floor

…bounce, bounce, bounce…
…bounce, bounce, bounce…
…bounce, bounce, bounce…
…bounce, bounce, bounce…

Bruh, I see girls everywhere
Titties, ass, hands in the air

It’s a party over here
Shake it for the Man Of The Year
Man Of The Year…
Man of the… “bounce!”
Bruh, I see girls everywhere
Titties, ass, hands in the air
It’s a party over here
Shake it for the Man Of The Year
Man Of The Year…
Man of the… “bounce!”
Bruh, I see girls everywhere
Titties, ass, hands in the air
It’s a party over here
Shake it for the Man Of The Year
Man Of The Year…
Man of the… “bounce!”

…bounce, bounce, bounce…

…bounce, bounce, bounce…
…bounce, bounce, bounce…