Manager

I ain't tryin' to be ya boyfriend, let me manage ya [Verse 1: Yung Berg] Yeah, these girls like me cause i show em somethin' icy Roll somethin' nicely Make her wanna have a seed, Hope her son looks like me Uh, can't imagine the things that i'm fightin' Collipark on the drums, i know you goin' like it Chi-Town swag wit a A-Town bounce Mix in all in together Watch a hit drop out See we started from the kitchen, from the bed, To the couch Gave her 45 minutes I was In Then I'm Out See my mama say i'm lucky The hood say they love me These girls (hate the part how i) Put no one above me See now i'm livin' lovely My Girl Gotta buddy But she be trippin out because her girls wanna fuck me And now we pullin' up, see Me and the boy Lloyd Red-bone (Girls) Lamborghini (Toys) Take it to the floor, Cause i know how to handle ya I don't wanna be ya man i wanna be ya manager [Chorus: Lloyd] Know i'm hot, let the top down if you burnin' up Speakers knockin' the block down wen we pullin' up I see you movin' around on the dance floor Baby what cha doin' here what cha mad for Shawty you just don't know what you do to me Gotta Playa open hopin' you don't make a fool of me Ya picture frame belongs inside of my camera I ain't tryin' to be ya boyfriend lemme manage ya (she make me wanna say) [Bridge] I ain't tryin' be ya boyfriend lemme manage ya I ain't tryin' be ya boyfriend lemme manage ya (You know uou want to) [Verse 2] Yeah, it go shawty lemme manage ya I know how to handle ya Forget about ur boyfriend mami he's a amateur There go the paparazzi smile for the camera Say cheese and throw up the YB's (YB's) Body Picture perfect I know how to work it Only for a small fee cause your managed by me Started with rosette then took it to Don P Ran outta Don P so we vous See them other dudes lose cause they ain't smooth like me They don't coordinate the jewels wit the shoes like me True Religion Jeans wit a v-neck fee Make ya best friend say she want a dude like me (Like Me) So we took em both to the beach (to the beach) Me and the boy Lloyd (boy Lloyd) Threw em on Jet Skis (Skis) Then to the suite cause i know how to handle ya I ont wanna be ya boyfriend lemme manage ya [Chorus: Lloyd] [Bridge: x2] I ain't tryin' to be ya boyfriend lemme manage ya I ain't tryin' to be ya boyfriend lemme manage ya [Lloyd] Although i've git bad for ya (its ya boy berg) I hope u understand that (Lloyd) I can be ya manager (i ain't tryin' to be ya boyfriend lemme manage ya) But i can't be yo man, no