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Mannequin by EstaBoN Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2013

[Intro]

[Hook: EstaBoN] Mannequin, Mannequin, I'm so fresh you might think I'm a mannequin
Mannequin, mannequin, these hoes don't want a man they wanna mannequin
Mannequin, mannequin umma freshmaan so I'll go to class again
Mannequin, mannequin, these hoes don't wanna man they wanna mannequin

[Verse 1: EstaBoN] mannequin, mannequin, you check these niggas gear and it's inadequate
Need designer on me, fresh Lining on me
My bezel flawless yes I keep that perfect timing on me
All these hoes just want my weed they some garden tools
But they brain from outer space they went to Martian school
Check da compartment fool, all swisher sweets
Break em down roll em up and then ignite the leaf
Stay fresh and clean down to da seams, what you call dat
Need my money talk and write its words in all caps
Large money Large letters spellin' all cash
Tryna make the hall of fame with a hall pass
I was born to entertain and amaze fans
Lookin' through my ray bans, what I see?
Amazed fans
Born in the slums, yea my life wunt the easiest
Bitch don't get it twisted though
My fam wunt the neediest
Pimpin', buy da bar, keep my stitchin' up to par
For that name become a star, bet they askin' who we are?
True religion on my ass no sacrilege
Please don't think about jackin' him, cuz my tool all black like and African
Leave you all stiff like a mannequin
[Hook: EstaBoN] Mannequin, Mannequin, I'm so fresh you might think I'm a mannequin
Mannequin, mannequin, these hoes don't want a man they wanna mannequin
Mannequin, mannequin umma freshmaan so I'll go to class again
Mannequin, mannequin, these hoes don't wanna man they wanna mannequin

[Verse 2: EstaBoN]
My lyrics don't only got verbs, Bitch im spittin' them proverbs
7 mile waffle house they got syrup
If you need employment they got work (THEY GOT WORK)
When my sister worked at the cleaners, my demeanor change
Don't need her slaving in the Steam I need her scene to change
Put my name up in the game, get us outta this misery
Now my sister ain't at the cleaners, so fuck you mr. Lee
Now my sister fresh look like a mannequin
When you da bomb and superfly, aircraft they be panicking
Get it? Like we Osama and them
We bombfly, no compliments
Life in motion my partnership, bitches blow us like cartridges
And Im feelin' like..my music gon' take off
Cuz I go to work nigga even on my day off

[Hook: EstaBoN] Mannequin, Mannequin, I'm so fresh you might think I'm a mannequin
Mannequin, mannequin, these hoes don't want a man they wanna mannequin
Mannequin, mannequin umma freshmaan so I'll go to class again
Mannequin, mannequin, these hoes don't wanna man they wanna mannequin