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Mannequin

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Ray Vaughn - Mannequin Lyrics


[Verse 1]Cashing million dollar checks but I got top ramen in the microwaveBack then it didn't register, now it's seven figures like a license plateMomma tell me that she proud of me everyday 'cause I ain't throw my life awayMy environment was in the lion's denBut now my life a movie like Lion's GateThe girl of my dreams was sleeping on a air mattressShe give fire head, I'm slayin' dragonsI put daytons on a bandwagonA delinquent with his pants saggin'Money funny, had my friends laughin'I'm the living proof it can happеnFuck the IRS 'cause I ain't paying taxes, bitchLook my cousin just got rich off EDD 'causе she finesseIt's a crack house round the corner now she using the addressThey put **** on the hood 'cause he was easily impressedSee how he walk around with sticks, make people think that he protestThey took Ls before their ego and the dying for their blockAll these Ls, that's a hand, start to look like three o'clockHe killed ****, gave him life, damn, they tricked him out his spotThe only reason that he parked 'em, he was goin' through a lot[Chorus]I'm a fool for some chicken and some candied yams (Ayy)Keep a tool in the city like a handyman (Yeah)Fuck school, all my niggas gettin' ten a gram (Bitch)Block boy, see a opp, then it's man to man (Hey)Block that bitch, she post sonograms (Yeah)I don't wanna see her with that man again (With that man)Ooh, he's a nobody, he's a mannequin (Mannequin)All I do is win, I'm a champion[Post-Chorus]Momma said "When you get in here, don't touch shit'Cause you ain't gonna get it"Momma said "When you get in here, don't ask me for shit'Cause you ain't gonna get it, nigga"[Verse 2]You look good when I fuck, I'ma act like the condom brokeFucking bitches through the boxer holeMake her catch feelings then it's vamonosI'm a hood nigga playing dominosTrapping but I still got honor rollIt's a house party full of hoes, everybody with me gotta pourThe fuck outta my face, niggaNo discounts on no eights, niggaI'm Low Dog on tape, niggaThis ain't mansion, it's estate, niggaCalabasas full of hooligans, white folks scared we moving in**** calling me from the pen, saying shit he would do againNiggas asking me where I been, I just pulled up in a newer BenzWith a broad but I flew her in, and she said her name was ****[Bridge]Bitches know I'm him, I'm the top gunYou ain't the only one who got optionsAs far as one of them, I am not oneAs far as one of them, I am...[Chorus]I'm a fool for some chicken and some candied yams (Ayy)Keep a tool in the city like a handyman (Yeah)Fuck school, all my niggas gettin' ten a gram (Bitch)Block boy, see a opp, then it's man to man (Hey)Block that bitch, she post sonograms (Yeah)I don't wanna see her with that man again (With that man)Ooh, he's a nobody, he's a mannequin (Mannequin)All I do is win, I'm a champion[Post-Chorus]Momma said "When you get in here, don't touch shit'Cause you ain't gonna get it"Momma said "When you get in here, don't ask me for shit'Cause you ain't gonna get it, nigga"[Outro]When you get up in hereI dare you, you better not touch shitYou better not look at shitYou better not as me for shitThe first one to knock over any fucking canned goods I'm fucking you upYou can scream all you want, I'm still gon' fuck you upTry me

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