Frisco – Them Man There Lyrics

[Hook]
Smile in my face when you see me
And when I’m not there, man are hating (them man there)
Us man are doing this ting
And you still don’t wanna show rating (them man there)
Bad up the people you know you can bad up
And think you’re a badman (them man there)
And if you chat shit here
Send man over there with them man there (them man there)
Smile in my face when you see me
And when I’m not there, man are hating (them man there)
Us man are doing this ting
And you still don’t wanna show rating (them man there)
Bad up the people you know you can bad up
And think you’re a badman (them man there)
And if you chat shit here
Send man over there with them man there (them man there)

[Verse 1]
What goes around
Comes back around like a boomerang
Acting like you’ve got 9 lives
The 45 call that the remover man
So how could you not rate me?
I’ve been going on disgusting lately
My girl gets mad when I buy a crep
I’ve got the spare room looking like JD
What goes up’s gotta come down
They don’t make noise when I come around
So mind you don’t get corn (sky!)
I’m on my job like Jason Bourne
Dem man are sitting down waiting on a bringing
Us man are up in the sky, winging
So get used to the fact that
It’s a Boy Better Know inning, I’m winning
It’s mad
Violate me and it will end up sad
You’re not bad, you’re a gun bag
You’re a good yout, don’t know how you end up bad
So don’t force it
The fake shit, I ain’t gonna endorse it
Tell an MC come down to the den
Boof, I’ll make an MC forfeit
Kill him with more stylee again
Big dutty stinking lyrical skeng
Don’t know how man are tryna rep for their ends
And you can’t even go back to your own ends
Tense
Slap man over the wall just for sitting on the fence
Don’t care if you’re fat, don’t care if you’re hench
Violate me, you must not have sense

[Hook]
Smile in my face when you see me
And when I’m not there, man are hating (them man there)
Us man are doing this ting
And you still don’t wanna show rating (them man there)
Bad up the people you know you can bad up
And think you’re a badman (them man there)
And if you chat shit here
Send man over there with them man there (them man there)
Smile in my face when you see me
And when I’m not there, man are hating (them man there)
Us man are doing this ting
And you still don’t wanna show rating (them man there)
Bad up the people you know you can bad up
And think you’re a badman (them man there)
And if you chat shit here
Send man over there with them man there (them man there)

[Verse 2]
So when I walk out
These MCs better move over
I gave birth to a style many MCs learnt
But right now school’s over
It’s all over
Better get ready for the takeover
Yeah, 10 years in the game, still relevant
Them man there need a makeover
The wait’s over, Boy Better Know
It’s the changeover like Jay Hova
You can’t knock my hustle, man, I hustle hard
I flow heavy like a Range Rover
I smoke weed, I’m a straight stoner
We go to war, you wanna play, soldier?
I wanna step onstage and say “what, is it on?”
I’ll turn the whole place over

[Hook]
Smile in my face when you see me
And when I’m not there, man are hating (them man there)
Us man are doing this ting
And you still don’t wanna show rating (them man there)
Bad up the people you know you can bad up
And think you’re a badman (them man there)
And if you chat shit here
Send man over there with them man there (them man there)
Smile in my face when you see me
And when I’m not there, man are hating (them man there)
Us man are doing this ting
And you still don’t wanna show rating (them man there)
Bad up the people you know you can bad up
And think you’re a badman (them man there)
And if you chat shit here
Send man over there with them man there (them man there)

Jake Paul – It’s Everyday Bro (Remix) (feat. Gucci Mane)

[Intro: Gucci Mane & Jake Paul]
Jake Paul
Aye, Gucci? (yah!)
Wanna show ’em how we do it? (burr!)
Ight, ayo, Sleep, you ready?
Remiiiiiix! Guwop!

[Verse 1: Jake Paul]
It’s everyday bro, fuck that Disney Channel flow
Every day I film my life, double the views of any show
Nickelodeon hit me up and I said "hell no!"
And FedEx hit me up, they ’bout to ship my Lambo (skrrt, skrrt!)
And I’m twenty years old, and the haters always fold
And the ice on me, cold, and in 1997
A new legend was born, now Jakey shooting haters down
Call me Jason Bourne, got big Gucci on the flow
(Brr, brr, brr!) This shit cold like the snow!
Mansion shopping on the low, they said Jake Paul is over
Sold twelve thousand at the show, it’s a Gucci mink coat (ooh)
It’s a yacht for the boat private jets to Ohio
So the kids that talk shit can see my life a TV show
And it’s everyday bro, and y’all know the house cost seven, man
And you know I just ain’t rentin’
And I be in the Aussie, eating shrimp on the barbie
All my exes look like Barbie and I pull up in the ‘Rari like
Bling, blow! Oopsie, I just told them the truth (my bad!)
And I just dropped some new merch
And it’s still really selling like a fucking God Church!

[Chorus: Jake Paul]
It’s everyday, bro
It’s everyday, bro
It’s everyday, bro (it’s Gucci!)
I said, it’s everyday, bro!

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Every day I wake up and get it, that’s just me
If I don’t grind, then I don’t eat ’cause that ain’t shit comin’ free
I’m all the way in NYC, it’s all about the cheese
You gettin’ money? So are we, man, I rep 1017 (bih!)
I might pull up in a Lamborghini painted green (Guwop!)
Guwop back on the scene, you ain’t heard, man, I’m the king (work)
You can call me Wizop or you can call me Gucci (it’s Gucci)
Every day a hater hate, he mad because he losing
I rep like I’m producing (uh), but don’t know how to do it (no!)
They rappin’ bout that Pirus but don’t know how to use it (skrrt!)
In 1997, I would pull up in a Buick (huh?)
Now, every day, I’m changing cars, it’s kinda gettin’ confusing (damn)
Every day, my lady make me stand up like I pushed it (woah)
And every day, the paparazzi put me in the news clip (uh)
And every day, I try not hit nobody with the full clip
From East Atlanta, not the Chi but I’m back on my bullshit (it’s Gucci)

[Chorus: Jake Paul]
It’s everyday, bro (hey)
It’s everyday, bro
It’s everyday, bro (wow)
I said, it’s everyday, bro!

[Verse 3: Jake Paul]
Forty five bands on the Aston Martin bed
Sleep when I’m dead, Billboard twenty under twenty, so they said
I ain’t no musician, I get bread, I’m just sayin’
Bought a Lamb that I slam on the gas to Calabas’
Tryna pass the Kardashians, puttin’ diamonds on my doggy too
Team 10, had to let me know
I get more for my clothes than these rappers get for shows
I just hit one hundred up the Malibu coast
And blew a hundred thousand on her
Now your girl a Jake Pauler, bam

[Chorus: Jake Paul]
It’s everyday, bro
It’s everyday, bro
It’s everyday, bro
I said, it’s everyday, bro!

[Outro: Jake Paul]
Jake Paulers!
Album, album coming December first
Album, December first
Album, December first
December first, album, haha
Oh shit, your boy does music? Alright