[Intro: Snoop Dogg]
What up though this is big Snoop Dogg hanging out with DJ Motor Mane, you understand me?
Hit 'em with some of that G shit
(La musica de Harry Fraud)

[Chorus: J.R. Donato]
Rain drops falling on the window of my Benz
I just noticed I don't have a lot of friends
Bring a child into this world, step it up and be a man
I be feeling like the shit, and they calling me the man
Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am, yes I am
Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am
Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am, yes I am
Hell yea, yes I am, yes I am

[Verse 1: J.R. Donato]
I say they hate to see you come up
They hate to see you hustle but them pounds I gotta turn up
I'm flexing all my muscle boy give shots you try to run up
Cause I ain't finna tussle I got fans way out in London
So dreams do really come true
I'm high as fuck when I come to
Bad bitch tell her come through
Niggas looking for hand outs when you tell them no then its fuck you
Oh well, nigga fuck you I'm in this new coupe and I'm comfortable
Where you're friend I said bring two
Lit with them when ain't nothing to do
Said hell yea I'm the man now, hell yea I got grams now
Pops still doing real estate, hell yea he got land now
And I'm bout to be a father too, don't bother me I won't bother you
Hell yea I got shows to do, hell yea I got pounds to move
Gang
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