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MURDAMAN!
41,760
Hip-Hop/Rap
MURDAMAN! was released on August 12, 2022 by Yung Manny Entertainment/BuVision/RCA Records as a part of the album OKANLAWON
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Release DateAugust 12, 2022
LabelYung Manny Entertainment/BuVision/RCA Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YungManny
YungManny
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emmanuel Okanlawon
Emmanuel Okanlawon
Composer, Lyrics
Samuel Joseph Ritter
Samuel Joseph Ritter
Composer, Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Emmanuel Okanlawon
Emmanuel Okanlawon
Recording Engineer, Mixing Engineer
Sjr Beats
Sjr Beats
Producer
King Trice
King Trice
Mastering Engineer
Obinna "Trice" Nwagbo
Obinna "Trice" Nwagbo
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, MurdaMan! (Ha, SJR Beats)
Murda, murda, murda (Ha), murda, murda, murda, MurdaMan! (Go)
Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, MurdaMan! (I'm in that station, I'm on shits, ****)
Murda, murda (You know what's on my hip, ****)
Murda, murda, murda, murda, MurdaMan! (Uh)
[Verse 2]
MurdaMan! Watch me do my murder dance (Yup)
Oh, y'all said it's some richer ****?
We ain't never heard of them (Nope)
I'm tryna fuck somethin' (Rrrr), Where them birds at? (Huh?)
I want my shit wired, fuck that cash money, I ain't Birdman (Bitch)
Don't pay him no mind, he a certified bitch (Fasho!)
**** ain't on shit, **** ain't never hit
Come through your strip, I bet I send that shit (On God)
I bring that station to yo' city, **** (What?)
You a lil' ass boy, you don't got no motion, can't go hunnid, hunnid with me, **** (Never!)
Ridin' through Atlanta, **** (Whoop!)
This a seven hundred dollar Fanta, **** (Drank!)
Where yo' fuckin' manners, ****?
Wocko' Simone, Mr. 2 Flip Phone, more hoes than Santa, ****
Bro, God gave me like two or three lines of that Wock as soon as I landed, ****
The blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice and I'm blacker than eleven Gammas, ****
Soon as you step in this room, then I'm takin yo' phone, no close friends cameras, ****
Lil' shawty try speak on the Station, with no hesitation, I'm goin' to blam the ****, uh
Bitch, you look good as shit
You ain't never fuck with a young, rich ****, I'm a Naija Boy, lemme pop my shit (Uh)
I really bang shit, baby, lemme nut up on yo' face, close range shit (Yessir)
She know I'm a player, she hate it
Shawty hit my phone said, "You ain't shit!"
[Verse 3]
Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, MurdaMan!
Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, MurdaMan!
Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, do my Murda dance
Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, MurdaMan!
Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, MurdaMan!
Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, do my Murda dance
Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, murda, MurdaMan!
Murda, murda, murda, murda, murda whoever fuckin' playin' (Station)
[Verse 4]
Hey Manny
Written by: Emmanuel Okanlawon, Samuel Joseph Ritter
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