ScHoolboy Q – Man Of The Year – Lyrics

Man Of The Year by ScHoolboy Q

[Chorus x2]

Bruh, I see girls everywhere

Titties, ass, hands in the air

It's a party over here

Shake it for the man of the year

Man of the year, man of the bounce

Home of the party and the trees

Sunny land of the G's

Please, let a nigga breathe

Take top down for the breeze

Burnt lips, got a blunt full of weed

Peace, love, enemies

Nigga, I ain't come for the beef

You ain't know she came for the skeet?

Got pipe for the chicks

Nigga, I'm the life of the beef

Fuck that, this shit gotta eat

Bounce for the crown

You be hating and I still hold it down

When you 'round, man, the girls never lounge

Man I heard you a hound

But man that bitch need a pound

Tip, tip, tip, bounce on a gown

Hands high to the sound

Yeah, I'm the rich nigga now

Bitch, I'm the talk of the town

Make a bitch run her mouth

Go south of the border, down to the floor

Bounce

[Chorus x2]

Home of the slangin' on the curb

Weed card, every corner sell herb

Watch you fly to a bird

Nigga I could bet you a curb

Let this real shit occur, make mills from a verb

Nigga cop a crib in the 'burbs

Nigga you ain't said nothing but a word

Smoke something for your nerve

Home of the paid on the first

Then nigga going broke by the third

Bounce for the crown

Fast forward getting real, tell me now

Every dog needs a cat to meow

Every once in a while

I see hands in the crowd

See whites, blacks, blazing a pound, jumping around

Everything bounce, bounce from the ground

Get high from the sound

This verse straight from the morgue

Down from the floor, bounce

[Chorus x2]