[Chorus]

Everybody wanna be that man

Everybody want a hundred grand, wanna ride in the Benz

Fuck bitches, get money, that's the trend

'Til the feds hit the door and that nigga on that stand was your mans

Everybody wanna have dro

Everybody wanna get fresh, wanna fuck all these hoes

'Til somebody let 'em know

That that bitch got that thang and she done went up the road

[Verse 1]

I pray the Rollies never turn into no handcuffs (No)

I was raised by a house full of woman, I had to man up (Yeah)

I'm from the city, so I barely pull my pants up

And I don't trust these niggas 'cause they be fuckin' the bands up

Learn how to fight before you shoot, that's how they raised us

Bad-ass shorties out the city how they made us

When we made a play, all the dope boys paid us

Church every Sunday, but the pastor couldn't save us

Had a lot of friends back then, but that done changed now

Niggas turned flaky, you can't keep a snake caged down

Never trust a nigga if he talkin' to you face-down

Funny how the ones I barely know really stayed down

I can't put my trust in nobody, that's what I learned

They gon' need help out the water when bridges burn

Money is the root of all green shit and fake shit (Yeah)

I just wanna speak my mind, I wasn't gon' say shit, but

[Chorus]

Everybody wanna be that man

Everybody want a hundred grand, wanna ride in the Benz

Fuck bitches, get money, that's the trend

'Til the feds hit the door and that nigga on that stand was your mans

Everybody wanna have dro

Everybody wanna get fresh, wanna fuck all these hoes

'Til somebody let 'em know

That that bitch got that thang and she done went up the road

[Verse 2]

Never put your trust in these bitches, you better listen

Only thing these hoes good for is fuckin' with your feelings

If you fall in love, you better make sure it's real (Real)

'Cause I'm tired of seein' these flaky-ass hoes gettin' killed

She gon' fuck the whole crew (Fuck the whole crew)

And later on that night, come and hold you, don't let these hoes control you

Body rockin', knockin' the boots (Yeah)

She a bad lil' bitch, but she ain't never tell the truth (No)

All she want is bags and some quick dick (Quick dick)

And you better wear a rubber 'fore you walk around this bitch on some sick shit (Yeah)

Hoes come and go and them feelings do too (Yeah)

She gon' pull up, suck you up just like a Yoo-hoo

I can't wife no shone, ayy, yeah (No, no, no, no, no, no, no)

You better leave them hoes alone (Better leave them hoes alone)

[Chorus]

Everybody wanna be the man

Everybody want a hundred grand, wanna ride in the Benz

Fuck bitches, get money, that's the trend

'Til the feds hit the door and that nigga on that stand was your mans

Everybody wanna have dro

Everybody wanna get fresh, wanna fuck all these hoes

'Til somebody let 'em know

That that bitch got that thang and she done went up the road

[Outro]

Everybody wanna be that man

Everybody want a hundred grand, wanna ride in the Benz

Fuck bitches, get money, that's the trend

'Til the feds hit the door and that nigga on that stand was your mans

Everybody wanna have dro

Everybody wanna get fresh, wanna fuck all these hoes

'Til somebody let 'em know

That that bitch got that thang and she done went up the road