Mann - Bend Ya lyrics

rate me

All the spoons in my kitchen

(Bend, they bend, they bend, they bend, they bend)

Bend ya up, and bend ya back down

All the girls in my bedroom

(They bend, they bend, they bend, they bend, they bend)

Bend ya in and bend ya in and bend ya back out

All the rules to this game, oh I

(Bend, I bend, I bend, I bend)

Beend it girl, beend it girl...

Uh, Soon as I enter

I put a hurting on it

If I don't kill it she injured

For a Long time

Summer, spring and winter

Fall for anything, you clumsy ass nigga

Jumping off the boat in some 87' Locs

She's seen them hundred spokes

And then that woman spoke

But I don't talk back, I put my life on tracks

If that don't work put your wife on track

Show me where the candle wax

It must be you, cuz I burn right through everything ya'll do

High octane when I bring on my last name

Mr. Lamar AKA "The Cash King"

Quicker than pre-cum won't you give her a reason;

To not meet up with me like a vegan

Psssst! God-Damn I'm the fuckin man

She said fuck her man

Now she fuck with MAN

Everytime I close my eyes I see a different dream

I pray to God that we don't close until we reach our dreams

College tuition for daughters and I ain't even father

Now I got a rebel at the altar call me prince or king

Six digits for me like we did to offer

I used to call me Waldo, and now they call me Walter

Yeah, I hide in them uckle pants, living without a purpose, man

But that just got my circumstances

And I mean it, if you want it, come and get it, boy

That come in threes and you're looking like triplets boys

In high school I climbed the roof so I could smoke my weed

The dealers knew that I was young and sold me bag of seeds

I'm chasing dreams, hoes chasing me

But I just gave the name and number like the matter D

'Cause all I wanna do was roll up hash and smash the ass of a bitch who lived like Kim Kardashian

She is the last straw, I've bend her and slip slow

My pencil draws her closer, she gets high and bends low

Long flight from my Cali mistress, to a district with red lights

Prostitutes and rich niggas, just a recipe for long nights

Shake well and all they do, I'm laying next to some girl who last night showed me things I never knew

Either I'm bending space out or I'm just bending space in

I put my heart on tracks, but it's four AM and that chick's still racing

One bed, two girls, three way, four times

My shame came off their clothes, it's paradise of the mind

Absolute vodka mixed with absolute freedom

I meet my darker side and it's a pleasure just to meet him

I'm thinking about puffing and writing while fucking

Yesterday's gone and tomorrow ain't come

And if tomorrow ain't come and that's the name that she told me

But when you hit this level, every first name is phoneme

But here, the air tastes better, weed is more potent and girls seem wetter

Days are a haze and drinks just stronger, nocturnal nigga, these nights seem longer

I'm only here for one night, it's Disneyland for man, white girls, blue kush, red lights

America and Amster... damn