(Clap
your hands
to what
he's doin)
[ VERSE 1: Devin ]
Either by bus, plane, train, 15 passenger van
Another show, then we must go, let's get there fast as we can
We just tryin to spread love when we comin to your city
Some look at us shitty but some bitches show us they titties
So I love my job, don't have to piss in a cup
They tell me to straighten up because of all the kids and stuff
Are gonna be there lookin at you perform
So keep your lyrics calm, they might be there with their moms
And pops, you need to drop somethin clean with no cussin
But my shit is... But nothin, don't wanna hear these parents fussin
Bout your 5th Ward filth and you holdin your crotch
Nobody wanna hear bout what you wanna poke in they mouth
But that ain't what it's all about, I'm simply tryin to have fun
Tryin to break a leg before I break my third one
Up in your back, they ask how can you stand there proud
And bow knowin there's a little child in the crowd
Sayin
[ CHORUS (2X) ]
Who is the man, moma
On stage with the brew in his hands, moma
Don't you think he's bein rude to the