Flo Rida, Brisco, Lil Wayne - Man of the Year lyrics
Flo Rida [Tramar Lacel Dillard] Miami Gardens, Florida, U.S. 🇺🇸
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Flo Rida, Brisco, Lil Wayne - Man of the Year lyrics]
Damn, I done walked in here
Looking like the motherfucking man
Of the year
My shades so dark and my ice so bright
My buddy in my pants wanna fight your wife
Like, round one, round two, round three
I told you not to ever
Bring a bitch ’round me
Cause, ain’t no nigga like
A Young Money nigga
Say, ain’t no nigga like a Young Money nigga
Only be amazed, blowing big in the coupe
Prada loafers on the pedal as
The dons shoot through
Been accused before my court date
I'm at the Ritz hotel, eating skirt steak
By the way, I met this bitch named Jezabel
She say her brother keep them
Numbers on that fish scale
'Til she exhale, girl, I be a real nigga
I know you heard that before
But I'ma deal wit you
On the low, Young Money help me sleep safe
If I rent some Weezy P and send a briefcase
I'm pimpalicious, explicit
And it's the way I live it after we fuck
We can trade in your Honda Civic
Damn, I done walked in here
Looking like the motherfucking man
Of the year
My shades so dark and my ice so bright
My buddy in my pants wanna fight your wife
Like, round one, round two, round three
I told you not to ever
Bring a bitch ’round me
Cause, ain’t no nigga like
A Young Money nigga
Say, ain’t no nigga like a Young Money nigga
(Flo Rida)
Like, damn, like I'm a human chandelier
Some Louis XI I I standing next to a beer
Like Oprah Winfrey
Women got her tongue pierced
Mike Tyson in the building
He just bit another ear
Like, round one, round two, round three
It's red carpet and I'm
Dressing like the referee
So many blood diamonds, Red Cross sweating me
Thrilla in Manila
Are they staring at my ring?
That's about worth, Dolly Frazier, Don King
Senior high or junior high or elementary
They sweating like Keith cos my jewelry on me
That's my rhythm in blue stones
They dance like bling bling
Damn, I done walked in here
Looking like the motherfucking man
Of the year
My shades so dark and my ice so bright
My buddy in my pants wanna fight your wife
Like, round one, round two, round three
I told you not to ever
Bring a bitch ’round me
Cause, ain’t no nigga like
A Young Money nigga
Cause another fucking nigga ain't shit
I talkin' bout damn, I done walked in here
Looking like the motherfucking man
Of the year
My shades so dark and my ice so bright
My buddy in my pants wanna fight your wife
Like, round one, round two, round three
I told you not to ever
Bring a bitch ’round me
Cause, ain’t no nigga like
Ain’t no nigga like
Ain’t no nigga like a Young Money nigga
Said, ain’t no nigga like a Young Money nigga
Cause another fucking nigga ain't shit
I talkin' bout cause, ain’t no nigga like
Ain’t no nigga like, ain’t no nigga like me
Looking like the motherfucking man
Of the year
My shades so dark and my ice so bright
My buddy in my pants wanna fight your wife
Like, round one, round two, round three
I told you not to ever
Bring a bitch ’round me
Cause, ain’t no nigga like
A Young Money nigga
Say, ain’t no nigga like a Young Money nigga
Only be amazed, blowing big in the coupe
Prada loafers on the pedal as
The dons shoot through
Been accused before my court date
I'm at the Ritz hotel, eating skirt steak
By the way, I met this bitch named Jezabel
She say her brother keep them
Numbers on that fish scale
'Til she exhale, girl, I be a real nigga
I know you heard that before
But I'ma deal wit you
On the low, Young Money help me sleep safe
If I rent some Weezy P and send a briefcase
I'm pimpalicious, explicit
And it's the way I live it after we fuck
We can trade in your Honda Civic
Damn, I done walked in here
Looking like the motherfucking man
Of the year
My shades so dark and my ice so bright
My buddy in my pants wanna fight your wife
Like, round one, round two, round three
I told you not to ever
Bring a bitch ’round me
Cause, ain’t no nigga like
A Young Money nigga
Say, ain’t no nigga like a Young Money nigga
(Flo Rida)
Like, damn, like I'm a human chandelier
Some Louis XI I I standing next to a beer
Like Oprah Winfrey
Women got her tongue pierced
Mike Tyson in the building
He just bit another ear
Like, round one, round two, round three
It's red carpet and I'm
Dressing like the referee
So many blood diamonds, Red Cross sweating me
Thrilla in Manila
Are they staring at my ring?
That's about worth, Dolly Frazier, Don King
Senior high or junior high or elementary
They sweating like Keith cos my jewelry on me
That's my rhythm in blue stones
They dance like bling bling
Damn, I done walked in here
Looking like the motherfucking man
Of the year
My shades so dark and my ice so bright
My buddy in my pants wanna fight your wife
Like, round one, round two, round three
I told you not to ever
Bring a bitch ’round me
Cause, ain’t no nigga like
A Young Money nigga
Cause another fucking nigga ain't shit
I talkin' bout damn, I done walked in here
Looking like the motherfucking man
Of the year
My shades so dark and my ice so bright
My buddy in my pants wanna fight your wife
Like, round one, round two, round three
I told you not to ever
Bring a bitch ’round me
Cause, ain’t no nigga like
Ain’t no nigga like
Ain’t no nigga like a Young Money nigga
Said, ain’t no nigga like a Young Money nigga
Cause another fucking nigga ain't shit
I talkin' bout cause, ain’t no nigga like
Ain’t no nigga like, ain’t no nigga like me