(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 x2]

Who is the man, moma

On stage with the brew in his hands, moma

Don't you think he's bein rude to the fans, moma

Grabbin his nuts, look at him doin it again, moma

He's doin it again, moma



[VERSE 2: Devin]

You got to give the people

Yeah I know, somethin other than just pussy, alcohol and reefer

You must uplift the public

And they'll give love back, like just last night I got my nuts licked

Ugly bitch in love but she hugged it and she rubbed it

Fine big red hoe, but now my dickhead sore

And we got another show in the O - Ohio

It's kinda nice, I been there once and got my dick sucked twice

Me and my penis and my microphone

Are workin hard so I can get my lights back on

Most people don't understand all the problems, pressure and pain

They criticize and try to make you feel less of a mane

But look at these balls, they're so big

The hairs on em look like two big old afro wigs

No need to get alarmed, I don't mean no harm

If you got your kids with you and they tuggin your arm

Sayin



[CHORUS]



Man, whatever happened to groups like Manhattans

and the Spinners and Temptations and stuff?

These new muthafuckas right here

they just wanna fuck ... and cuss and ...

Look at em up there smokin weed



Aw, what's wrong, pops?

I mean, you act like you never had the Temptation

of smokin a little weed down in Manhattan

Drinkin a beer, bonin a bitch, you know

while you Spinner around, you know?

But maybe you never smoked bud like I smoke bud

maybe you never felt as high as I felt

Me and my Coughee Brothers just keep blowin and blowin and



[VERSE 3: Devin]

If you got some shorties, could you make em stay home?

Unless they wanna see some grown niggas shakin they bone

I know it's morally wrong, but see, I'm known

For passin Doobies to my Brothers, get my Family Stoned

I'm Gladys Knight-time, the Right Time to get high

We reachin for the sky on Earth, there's too much Wind for the Fire

We out here in the parking lot, knockin out the last corners

Of drink we had since yesterday from somewhere at Arizona

We wanna be Kool, we're not a Gang, just tryin to hang

With the people and drink, and maybe exchange slang

We love music and we need the fans, need tourin

But one thing we don't need is bad-ass children

Sayin



[CHORUS]