Let that boy tell you 'bout his ego.
Let that boy's swag make his knee pop by accident.
Wanna walk tough and tall,
Baby better talk the talk.
Cause you ain't nothing yet.
If you trip, don't fall,
Cause your pride gone be too heavy to help you back up.
Still a little boy doing grown man things.
Cigar smoke clouds your vision.
Whiskey burns your sensors.
Girl's like fine wine,
Only an acquired taste.
When the boy stands on his man legs.
When the boy uses his man arms.
When the boy becomes a man.
He'll remember.
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