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Familli-R - M.O.M.C (Man of My City feat. R&p Shaw) Lyrics



Familli-R - M.O.M.C (Man of My City feat. R&p Shaw) Lyrics




They say that im the man in my city they aint lying.
They say that im the one you can come see on his grind
They say that im a winner that winner that wont lose
They say that im the one all these chicks they wanna choose
And they aint lying they aint lying
And they aint lying No they aint lying
And they aint lying they aint lying
And they aint lying watcha heard about me

Mr. Master of ceremonies
Man of my city
How it feel to be the runner up
You tell me homie
Ask Nutter bout me cause he probably got my CD's
Bumpin all the way to his meeting got gifts, seasons, greetings
Show is about to begin please find your seating
Yes I am that bol
No need for asking or repeating and
I'm so ahead
No no narcolepsy but I'm winning
And as far as under ground we're the only thing bumblin
Real trill 100 a cow couldn't stomach em
Oxymoronic I'm in first but see they backs when runnin huh?
That's why when they say they on my heels I be like come again?
Lap, double lap, triple lap, double that
Boy you couldn't catch up if I messed up and doubled back
First the city, then the state
Tristate and then the map
But for now I'm kinda chillin where I'm at
I hear em' saying that

They say that im the man in my city they aint lying
They say that im the one you can come see on his grind
They say that im a winner that winner that wont lose
They say that im the one all these chicks they wanna choose
And they aint lying they aint lying
And they aint lying No they aint lying
And they aint lying they aint lying
And they aint lying watcha heard about me

Yeah
Whatcha heard about me (woah)
Cause I'm sure they done heard this, that, the third about me (so)
And it's prolly all true
I took his chick
I palmed her head
We in the club
I got you scared
You should be worried bout me
Cuff her, cuff her tight
Or she'll go missin for the night
And if I like what I like
She'll go missin from your life
Boy I'm too cool, I'm too smooth
You're barely nice
You say I'm wrong, you're right
I ball like ain't no Mike
My attitude is ice
My flow's 4,000 degrees sir
Oxymoronic, nope
That just constitutes a fever
I used to have haters
Now I got believers
Oh, homie you ain't takin no shorts?
Me either, me ether
Frequent fire spitter
Can't deny it gotta get up
Hired hitters all up in the building and they ridin with us
We run this here
You can't believe it how ya figure
The team strong so we just gotta get it
Who wit it

They say that im the man in my city they aint lying
They say that im the one you can come see on his grind
They say that im a winner that winner that wont lose
They say that im the one all these chicks they wanna choose
And they aint lying they aint lying
And they aint lying No they aint lying
And they aint lying they aint lying
And they aint lying watcha heard about me
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They say that im the man in my city they aint lying.
They say that im the one you can come see on his grind
They say that im a winner that winner that wont lose
They say that im the one all these chicks they wanna choose
And they aint lying they aint lying
And they aint lying No they aint lying
And they aint lying they aint lying
And they aint lying watcha heard about me

Mr. Master of ceremonies
Man of my city
How it feel to be the runner up
You tell me homie
Ask Nutter bout me cause he probably got my CD's
Bumpin all the way to his meeting got gifts, seasons, greetings
Show is about to begin please find your seating
Yes I am that bol
No need for asking or repeating and
I'm so ahead
No no narcolepsy but I'm winning
And as far as under ground we're the only thing bumblin
Real trill 100 a cow couldn't stomach em
Oxymoronic I'm in first but see they backs when runnin huh?
That's why when they say they on my heels I be like come again?
Lap, double lap, triple lap, double that
Boy you couldn't catch up if I messed up and doubled back
First the city, then the state
Tristate and then the map
But for now I'm kinda chillin where I'm at
I hear em' saying that

They say that im the man in my city they aint lying
They say that im the one you can come see on his grind
They say that im a winner that winner that wont lose
They say that im the one all these chicks they wanna choose
And they aint lying they aint lying
And they aint lying No they aint lying
And they aint lying they aint lying
And they aint lying watcha heard about me

Yeah
Whatcha heard about me (woah)
Cause I'm sure they done heard this, that, the third about me (so)
And it's prolly all true
I took his chick
I palmed her head
We in the club
I got you scared
You should be worried bout me
Cuff her, cuff her tight
Or she'll go missin for the night
And if I like what I like
She'll go missin from your life
Boy I'm too cool, I'm too smooth
You're barely nice
You say I'm wrong, you're right
I ball like ain't no Mike
My attitude is ice
My flow's 4,000 degrees sir
Oxymoronic, nope
That just constitutes a fever
I used to have haters
Now I got believers
Oh, homie you ain't takin no shorts?
Me either, me ether
Frequent fire spitter
Can't deny it gotta get up
Hired hitters all up in the building and they ridin with us
We run this here
You can't believe it how ya figure
The team strong so we just gotta get it
Who wit it

They say that im the man in my city they aint lying
They say that im the one you can come see on his grind
They say that im a winner that winner that wont lose
They say that im the one all these chicks they wanna choose
And they aint lying they aint lying
And they aint lying No they aint lying
And they aint lying they aint lying
And they aint lying watcha heard about me
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