Grown Man (Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: Mistah F.A.B., San Quinn] Mistah F.A.B., (Team), Traxamillion (Hoodstarz) With The Hoodstarz (San Quinn in here) Oakland to EPA, mayne (We in the club with this one) (Hoodstarz in the building) Y'all done started a movement (What's up, mayne? Frisco in the house) Trax', you a fool, boy (I get my grown man on) Yadida-yee-yee (So clean) Woo, (So clean) Woo (So, so) Fabby Davis (Remix) [Verse 1: Mistah F.A.B.] Today I feel like being grown (Okay) So I crease up my slacks, throw my Kenneth's on Park the scraper scraper by the Benz on chrome Button up, leather coat, Issey cologne (Smell me?) Cruise down the street knockin' old school songs Still a hoodstar 'cause I'm ridin' with the chromе (Don't play) Lookin' real fresh, real triplе OG (Triple OG) With my stunna glasses on like Kool Moe Dee [Verse 2: San Quinn, Mistah F.A.B.] I'm a grown ass man, been clubbin' for years From Fillmore, baby, been thuggin for years (Yee, yee, yee) No dress code usually bad news This party usually cool when people in hard shoes (Yeah) Where I'ma kick it at With the low-cut Caesar, no fitted cap Holla at the kitty cats Showin' off my diamonds, they all flawless Still with my gang, they all lawless [Chorus: Dem Hoodstarz] I get my grown man on White collar with the button-up, my grown man on I might two-step with my grown man on I'm so fresh to death with my grown man on, yeah (Yee, yee, yee) Let's get this money (Get this money) All day, let's get this money (Let's get this started) All night, let's get this money (Get this money) Grown man, let's get this money (Clyde Carson) [Verse 3: Clyde Carson, Turf Talk] Ayy, ayy, Team in the building (Woo) Hoodstar livin', got purple and a pill in me Clyde Carson Carson, know she wanna chill with me Suit and tie, got her pullin' on my collar feelin' me (Feelin' me, feelin' me) Yadidamean Every chick in the club wanna hear pimp breathe (Ayy) Grown man, hold hands, never the format I take 'em home drunk, leave 'em right at the doormat (I got this, mayne) [Verse 4: Turf Talk] I got the homecourt in the buildin' for problems We call 'em button-ups, potna, we call 'em collars (Call 'em collars) I spit good ass rhymes (Uh-huh) Tuck the teflon under my Polo sign (Under my Polo sign) How'd she get in those jeans? (Damn) And when her man gone she don't got on that ring (She don't got on that ring) My clean is twenty-hours like my dope (Twenty-four hours like my dope) Police shut it down, we peelin' off [Chorus: Dem Hoodstarz] I get my grown man on White collar with the button-up, my grown man on I might two-step with my grown man on I'm so fresh to death with my grown man on, yeah (Yee, yee, yee) Let's get this money (Get this money) All day, let's get this money (Let's get this started) All night, let's get this money (Get this money) Grown man, let's get this money [Verse 5: Scoot] Yeah, Hoodstarz pop bottles, crush grapes Remy Martin at the bar, no chase Two-step wit' your main thang, don't hate If I get her in the van, it's a wrap, don't wait Go dummy, I scrape Love it when my dreadlocks shake In the parking lot the chain take face First she told me she was feeling Band-Aide But she love my deep dark skin so your boy check face [Verse 6: Band-Aide] It's your boy, check face Sccot, let me take yo' place Jump in the girls and skate Swing her way Dirty, hurry, B don't play Don't chicken, can make my day Hear when I say Let's make that Hoodstar cake Roll a can of big cream in your face (Cream in your face) I gets my grown man on Thang long in ya chick, get my grown man on, yeah [Chorus: Dem Hoodstarz] I get my grown man on White collar with the button-up, my grown man on I might two-step with my grown man on I'm so fresh to death with my grown man on, yeah (Yee, yee, yee) Let's get this money (Get this money) All day, let's get this money (Let's get this started) All night, let's get this money (Get this money) Grown man, let's get this money (Yeah)