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Made Man Other

Lox) Made Men, motherfuckers (motherfuckers) L-O-X, motherfuckers (motherfuckers) Made Men, motherfuckers (motherfuckers) L-O-X, motherfuckers (motherfuckers) Made

make sure that you adore them I miss mine, cause I'm always out here touring Or with the strippers at the Hilton up on Cortland One from Utah, the other

you tell a b!tch just dance And fuck them other niggas cause you down for her b!tches Fuck them other niggas cause she down for the stickin? And fuck them other niggas hope she down for some lickin? And fuck them other

know why I keep calling Why I keep calling you [Ryan Leslie] It's time for a lesson in model behaviour Damn, look at all the bad b-tches I gave you Man

We worked in the fields together And we learned to count on each other When you live off the land You don't have time to think About another man's color

Watched it die, covered in flies Then I picked up a stick, try to dig in it's eyes Makin' dirt pies, na, being buggy eyed shit And every other nigga

I can't believe we really made it I'm partly surprised, I swear d*mn, this one for the books, man! I swear this shit is as fun as it looks, man! I'm really

you're tired of the lies And the truth is all you wanna hear Well if you swear Chorus: Baby, here I am (here I am) Ii??m your man (I'm your man) Came

my health I said goodbye to my dancer So long to my lover Though we never made it I've still got to say it I can't stand any other (And there's no one