The Doppelgangaz - Us 2 Da Man lyrics

He's got cirrhosis of the liver
From the eighty proof
Folliculitis makes his neck look
Like a Baby Ruth
The truth? He needs a filling
For his baby tooth
This IBS be disagreeing with kuwaiti soups
But that's your cousin Katie with the hoops
She'll tell you ladies loving him like
Warren Beatty in his youth
His new recruit got the fierce
Pimples on her rack and on top of that
She's got the pierced dimples on her back

Yo me, myself
I like medieval wimples on a hack
The Groggy Pack
Never coming simple on a track
In fact, it's surely that his dong rankles
From shorty with the baggy thong
And them strong ankles
But ask your cousin Dawn with the cankles
She'll tell you ladies fawn for
The jawn not the bankroll
His newest troll, he cajoled on a bed
Said she'd wed for a shed
And tires with old tread

Ayo cue the fan
Let the cloak blow into the cam
The crew surviving off some toast and
A slew of a jam, damn
Pork and beans, running through the can
The whole Doppelgang living in a fuschia van
Coast to coast they maneuver through the land
And still have the nerve to boast
Yelling out "Who the man?"
You the man, nah Matter ov Fact, you the man
Yo fuck it E, yo the both of us two the man

It's Matter ov Fact
The moocher and the future diabetic
Just finished opening his twenty
Seventh line of credit
He's burdened with that skinny fat
He's out here trying to shed it
He stuffs his face and use
A laxative and diuretic
But ask your auntie Allison the medic
She'll tell you ladies lining up to
Help him with his calisthenics
His newest friend's a thin hag
With some skin tags
Who walks around with everything she
Owns inside a gym bag

He's living at the motor inn with older kin
Dag got gin dribbling off his
Chin watching Sinbad it's sad
He's selling merch plus the Percocets
It's Chatroulette and PAWG searches when
He surfs the net
His old earth, that's how he met Bernadette
She'll tell you ladies writing checks
To help curb the debt
And yet, his newest prospect in Throggs Neck
Got the odd scent plus she
Lives inside a convent

Ayo cue the fan
Let the cloak blow into the cam
The crew surviving off some toast and
A slew of a jam, damn
Pork and beans, running through the can
The whole Doppelgang living in a fuschia van
Coast to coast they maneuver through the land
And still have the nerve to boast
Yelling out "Who the man?"
You the man, nah Matter ov Fact, you the man
Yo fuck it E, yo the both of us two the man