Pusha Man (feat. Nate Fox)
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โฑ๏ธ 2:19 duration
๐ ID: 304565
๐ Lyrics
Ten damn days
And all I got to show for it is shoes and shows
And chauffeurs with road rage
Still the same damn ad-lib, igh, old ways
Still got a letterman, no practice
Still got a burner, man, no lacking
Still outin' Jams nigga, no Jackson
No Jordan and we toe-tagging
I'll take you to the land where the lake made of sand
And the milk don't pour and the honey don't dance
And the money ain't yours
Now it's just a red pill
Got a blue and a handful of Advils
I'm the new Nitty, fuck it, Nitty the old me
So I'ma tell the buyer what Nitty told me
I got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
I got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
You a lame
And your bitch break down my weed sometimes
See my face in the streets, in the tweets
And a Reader or a RedEye if you read Sun-Times
She got blisters on her knees, she's a fiend for the D
Even though I only beat one time
One time, it was one two times
It was two plus me equals threesome time
Shouts out to Nate, I jackball and I bop, I flex
Got neck from all of these thots I sex
Rastafari them shottas, yes
House safari, mi casa, yes
Poppy fields of that popeye
She came to party, she popped a Molly
Said, "Come to Papa", she said, "Papa, yes"
I got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
I got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
And all I got to show for it is shoes and shows
And chauffeurs with road rage
Still the same damn ad-lib, igh, old ways
Still got a letterman, no practice
Still got a burner, man, no lacking
Still outin' Jams nigga, no Jackson
No Jordan and we toe-tagging
I'll take you to the land where the lake made of sand
And the milk don't pour and the honey don't dance
And the money ain't yours
Now it's just a red pill
Got a blue and a handful of Advils
I'm the new Nitty, fuck it, Nitty the old me
So I'ma tell the buyer what Nitty told me
I got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
I got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
You a lame
And your bitch break down my weed sometimes
See my face in the streets, in the tweets
And a Reader or a RedEye if you read Sun-Times
She got blisters on her knees, she's a fiend for the D
Even though I only beat one time
One time, it was one two times
It was two plus me equals threesome time
Shouts out to Nate, I jackball and I bop, I flex
Got neck from all of these thots I sex
Rastafari them shottas, yes
House safari, mi casa, yes
Poppy fields of that popeye
She came to party, she popped a Molly
Said, "Come to Papa", she said, "Papa, yes"
I got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
I got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:08.01] Ten damn days
[00:10.54] And all I got to show for it is shoes and shows
[00:12.40] And chauffeurs with road rage
[00:14.37] Still the same damn ad-lib, igh, old ways
[00:16.57] Still got a letterman, no practice
[00:20.07] Still got a burner, man, no lacking
[00:22.07] Still outin' Jams nigga, no Jackson
[00:23.83] No Jordan and we toe-tagging
[00:25.80] I'll take you to the land where the lake made of sand
[00:27.83] And the milk don't pour and the honey don't dance
[00:29.70] And the money ain't yours
[00:30.82] Now it's just a red pill
[00:32.23] Got a blue and a handful of Advils
[00:34.34] I'm the new Nitty, fuck it, Nitty the old me
[00:36.34] So I'ma tell the buyer what Nitty told me
[00:38.51] I got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn
[00:42.66] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
[00:46.58] Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
[00:50.36] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
[00:54.29] I got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn
[00:58.67] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
[01:02.05] Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
[01:05.98] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
[01:09.75] Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
[01:14.03] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
[01:17.02] You a lame
[01:18.88] And your bitch break down my weed sometimes
[01:21.37] See my face in the streets, in the tweets
[01:23.24] And a Reader or a RedEye if you read Sun-Times
[01:25.06] She got blisters on her knees, she's a fiend for the D
[01:27.25] Even though I only beat one time
[01:29.04] One time, it was one two times
[01:30.50] It was two plus me equals threesome time
[01:32.96] Shouts out to Nate, I jackball and I bop, I flex
[01:35.81] Got neck from all of these thots I sex
[01:38.47] Rastafari them shottas, yes
[01:40.33] House safari, mi casa, yes
[01:42.38] Poppy fields of that popeye
[01:44.11] She came to party, she popped a Molly
[01:46.04] Said, "Come to Papa", she said, "Papa, yes"
[01:48.02] I got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn
[01:54.21] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
[01:55.76] Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
[02:00.16] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
[02:04.75] I got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn
[02:07.91] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
[02:11.67] Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
[02:15.22] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
[02:19.39]
[00:10.54] And all I got to show for it is shoes and shows
[00:12.40] And chauffeurs with road rage
[00:14.37] Still the same damn ad-lib, igh, old ways
[00:16.57] Still got a letterman, no practice
[00:20.07] Still got a burner, man, no lacking
[00:22.07] Still outin' Jams nigga, no Jackson
[00:23.83] No Jordan and we toe-tagging
[00:25.80] I'll take you to the land where the lake made of sand
[00:27.83] And the milk don't pour and the honey don't dance
[00:29.70] And the money ain't yours
[00:30.82] Now it's just a red pill
[00:32.23] Got a blue and a handful of Advils
[00:34.34] I'm the new Nitty, fuck it, Nitty the old me
[00:36.34] So I'ma tell the buyer what Nitty told me
[00:38.51] I got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn
[00:42.66] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
[00:46.58] Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
[00:50.36] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
[00:54.29] I got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn
[00:58.67] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
[01:02.05] Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
[01:05.98] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
[01:09.75] Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
[01:14.03] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
[01:17.02] You a lame
[01:18.88] And your bitch break down my weed sometimes
[01:21.37] See my face in the streets, in the tweets
[01:23.24] And a Reader or a RedEye if you read Sun-Times
[01:25.06] She got blisters on her knees, she's a fiend for the D
[01:27.25] Even though I only beat one time
[01:29.04] One time, it was one two times
[01:30.50] It was two plus me equals threesome time
[01:32.96] Shouts out to Nate, I jackball and I bop, I flex
[01:35.81] Got neck from all of these thots I sex
[01:38.47] Rastafari them shottas, yes
[01:40.33] House safari, mi casa, yes
[01:42.38] Poppy fields of that popeye
[01:44.11] She came to party, she popped a Molly
[01:46.04] Said, "Come to Papa", she said, "Papa, yes"
[01:48.02] I got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn
[01:54.21] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
[01:55.76] Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
[02:00.16] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
[02:04.75] I got that mmm, mmm, I got that Goddamn
[02:07.91] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
[02:11.67] Pimp slappin', toe taggin', I'm just tryna fight the man
[02:15.22] I'm your pusha man, I'm your, I'm your pusha man
[02:19.39]