Ale The Man – Sand Man

Ale The Man – Sand Man Lyrics

Artist: Ale The Man
Song: Sand Man

Brand new Nikes on my feet
Keep talkin’ you gon’ catch one in your teeth
She want me to show her how to freak
Now she won’t stop yankin’ on my tee

I can not perform without a fee
And I’m my own boss so it all go to me
I left with eight hoes, fit ’em all a Jeep
I got a lotta sauce and they all wanna eat

Let me put a rubber on my meat
You gottq nice act but you soft in the streets
n#gg#s think they cool but they offies to me
They know I keep a strap like a f#ckin’ car seat

You might get clapped tryna walk up on me
This a hot #ss beat
When it came on I had to drop my knee
I can’t break a sweat ’cause I’m so icy

And I like to flex so they don’t like me
Shorty wanna f#ck with a n#gg# from the cut
She know we be gettin’ to the bag and go dum
I hit it so good now her friends want some

No need to be greedy baby they can all come
I’m good in any hood, I go where I want
b#tch I been the man every since I was young
I got hella fans and ya mom probably one

She at home wishin’ she was Mrs. Aleman
Told that b#tch if she ain’t suckin’ dick don’t show up
She came in a rush ’cause I’m poppin’ like soda
Brand new wrist got me shinin’ like Skola

Try to touch it get ya #ss beat like Lota
I’m a real #ss n#gg# I ain’t foldin’
Blicky all out in the open
Try to touch me I’ma leave ya #ss soakin’

You already know it
So why you out here actin’ like you don’t?
Shit, it’s the motherf#ckin’ man in this b#tch
1063 shit
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Release Year: 2019