West Coast Makonnen - Alright Joe Lyrics

You mad?
Cause we do shit with pizzazz?
All things we do is bad
European, Makonnen

I'm the man, pop a xan
I'm the greatest thing the world can stand
I represent my M clan
Like the realest homie that I always am

I took your bitch out for a stroll
I f*cked her sideways, not asking for no more
Called me some bitches on my other phone
Told em' come out back, grillin' on the stove
I went and copped me a dope range rove
Went to the hills and smoked me some dope
I took a good look at the panarama with my camera
Took my bitches to the hotel, oh, where are my manners?

Last one out the club, vapo rub
Call my plug, make it 60 bugs
My boy's a stud, shove it under the rug
Diamond rings to subtle cover up the fendi, cuz
Makin' moves all day and night
With class and pizzazz, I f*ck my bitches right
Organize my stacks Dundermifflin like Dwight
Prettiest motherf*cker in the whole damn site, ay

I'm legally blind
Bitch can't drive
Scoopin' honey from the hive
Just wait till I arrive
Can't promise what I'm like
Shove it all to the side
All we do things is classy
With some whiskey and wine, hoe
I'm grateful
Mofos be hateful
Gold diggers on the line
Just a took a spade full
I wanna be playful
Cradle to cradle
Told my mom the weed socks were Canadian Maple

I'm the man, pop a xan
I'm the greatest thing the world can stand
I represent my M clan
Like the realest homie that I always am

I took your bitch out for a stroll
I f*cked her sideways, not asking for no more
Called me some bitches on my other phone
Told em' come out back, grillin' on the stove

What we doin'?
The Haribo I' chewin'
This shit's good man
Germany's boolin'
Shout out B. Morris
How we be choosin'
To live the yolo life
And keep my shit movin'
Let's talk the talk
And walk and walk
We don't want no hypocrites
Layed out in chalk
I wanna be nice
But I think things twice
I'll help a homie out
If you ain't giving no fight

Alright Joe
Feel alive though
Alright Joe
Feel alive though
Alright Joe