Man In The Hat

Boy a fool, wonder what's cool

Tryin' to figure out what to rhyme about

I heard your mans ran cryin' to his mommy and his daddy

When the cops drove by his house, so who you tryin' to dial

If you're lookin' for an answer, you're probably gonna find it now

And to the man in the hat standing lookin' at his watch

Motherfucker, well the time is now

Go clap your hands, let me hear you say, "that's the jam"

See i wouldn't be shit if i ain't have no fans

Can't sit down kids you have to stand

Just put your hands up, you don't have to dance

Here, we get it poppin' like it's pakistan

Iraq, iran, and have them sayin' mac's the man

The maximum, coming through to pass you bums

So if you ain't got no money better ask for some

Hey, we came to get down, have a good time

Bring the champagne out and the good wine

We gon' be sippin' and whippin' the sickest whips

Spittin' the illest shit that's sicker than syphilis

Comin' in the back door yellin' fuck a list

Fans takin' pictures while i'm tryin' to take a piss

We came to party, didn't come to give a shit

Now sing this part, it goes like this

All my people in the front

Go and clap your hands

Go and clap your hands

Everybody in the back

Go and clap your hands

Go and clap your hands

If you're feeling that funk

Go and clap your hands

Go and clap your hands

If you love it like that

Go and clap your hands

Go and clap your hands

H-h-h-h-hold up

Every day they wanna ask me when i'll grow up

I show up cause fans will go nuts

Tell the girls it's cool, look but don't touch

I'll be home as soon as i can, i don't rush

Cause girl, you're baby girl, you're good just don't fuss

I wanna hear y'all clap, just like that

Keep it goin' i'mma bring it all back

H-h-h-h-hold up

Every day they wanna ask me when i'll grow up

I show up cause fans will go nuts

Tell the girls it's cool, look but don't touch

I'll be home as soon as i can, i don't rush

Baby, you're baby girl, you're good just don't fuss

I hear these couples fighting all the time, not us

We have a good time, like to get fucked up

What, what, goin' hard tonight

Under 21, but find me at the bar tonight

Hey, driving round in my car tonight

Making music that ain't hard to like, i got the heart to write

A couple bars i might go do

Something crazy or maybe lazy, love me or hate me

You know it's the same me

And it goes a little something like this

Boy a fool, wonder what's cool

Tryin' to figure out what to rhyme about

I heard your mans ran crying to his mommy and his daddy

When the cops drove by his house

So who you tryin' to dial

If you're lookin' for an answer, you're probably gonna find it now

And to the man in the hat standing looking at his watch

Motherfucker, well the time is now