Ray Vaughn – Mannequin Lyrics

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Lyrics Mannequin – Ray Vaughn

Cashing million dollar checks but I got top ramen in the microwave
Back then it didn’t register, now it’s seven figures like a license plate
Momma said that she proud of me everyday ’cause I ain’t throw my life away
My environment was in the lion’s den
But now my life a movie like Lion’s Gate
The girl of my dreams was sleeping on a air mattress
She give fire head, I’m slayin’ dragons
I put [???] wagon
A delinquent with his pants saggin’
Money funnny, had my friends laughin’
I’m the living proof it can happen
Fuck the IRS ’cause I ain’t paying taxes, bitch
Look my cousin just got rich off [???] ’cause she finesse
Know she using the address
They put **** on the hood ’cause he was easily impressed
See how he walk around with sticks, make people think that he [???]
They took Ls before their ego and the dying for their block
All these Ls, that’s a hand, start to look like three o’clock
He killed ****, gave him life, damn, they tricked him out his spot
The only reason that he parked ’em, he was goin’ through a lot

I’m a fool for some chicken and some candied yams (Ayy)
Keep a tool in the city like a handyman (Yeah)
Fuck school, all my niggas gettin’ ten a gram (Bitch)
Block boy, see a opp, then it’s man to man
Block that bitch, she post [???] grams (Yeah)
I don’t wanna see her with that man again (Yeah)
Ooh, he’s a nobody, he’s a mannequin (Mannequin)
All I do is win, I’m a champion

Momma said “When you get a hit, don’t touch shit
‘Cause you ain’t gonna get it”
Momma said “When you get a hit, don’t ask me for shit
‘Cause you ain’t gonna get it, nigga”

You look good when I fuck, I’ma act like [???]
Fucking bitches through the [???] hole
Make her catch feelings then it’s vominous
I’m a hood nigga playing dominos
Trapping but I still got honor roll
It’s a house party full of hoes, everybody with me gotta pour
The fuck outta my face, nigga
No discounts on no eights, nigga
I’m [???] on tape, nigga
This ain’t mansion, it’s estate, nigga
Calabasas full of hooligans, white folks scared we moving in
**** calling me from the pen, saying shit he would do again
Niggas asking me where I been, I just pulled up in a newer Benz
With a broad but I flew her in, and she said her name was ****

Bitches know I’m him, I’m the top gun
You ain’t the only one who got options
As far as one of them, I am not one
As far as one of them, I am…

I’m a fool for some chicken and some candied yams (Ayy)
Keep a tool in the city like a handyman (Yeah)
Fuck school, all my niggas gettin’ ten a gram (Bitch)
Block boy, see a opp, then it’s man to man
Block that bitch, she post [?] grams (Yeah)
I don’t wanna see her with that man again (Yeah)
Ooh, he’s a nobody, he’s a mannequin (Mannequin)
All I do is win, I’m a champion

Momma said “When you get a hit, don’t touch shit
‘Cause you ain’t gonna get it”
Momma said “When you get a hit, don’t ask me for shit
‘Cause you ain’t gonna get it, nigga”

When you get up in here
I dare you, you better not touch shit
You better not look at shit
You better not as me for shit
The first one to knock over any [???] I’m fucking you up
You can scream all you want, I’m still gon’ fuck you up
Try me

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