I Crush Brunch Like A Mother, Hold The Bread Like A Hustler
Wife Was The Light Of My Life, But We Fight
'Cause She Backseat Drives Like No Other
Yo, And I Don't Know About You, But I'm Feeling 32
So A Couple Hairs Gray In The Mirror Yesterday
But I'm Still Enjoying The View

This Is What It Feels Like, Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh
I Said, This Is What It Feels Like, Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh
I Pay The Bills, I Make Deals
But I Still Know How To Get Wild
'Cause I'm A Grown-ass Man
I'm A Grown-ass Man Child, Baby (Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh)
Child, Mama (Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh)
I'm Peter Pan With A Cuban In My Hand
I'm A Grown-ass Man Child, Mama (Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh)

I Know A Little Too Much Now
I Look But Don't Touch Now
Young Enough To Fly, Old Enough To Realize
The Sky Got Nothing On The Ground
I'm Not Afraid To Be A Human
Know My Flaws And I Use Them
Been Through The Fire And I Burned Out Fine
But I Cry With The Right Type Of Music

This Is What It Feels Like, Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh
I Said, This Is What It Feels Like, Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh
I Pay The Bills, I Make Deals
But I Still Know How To Get Wild
'Cause I'm A Grown-ass Man
I'm A Grown-ass Man Child, Baby (Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh)
Child, Mama (Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh)
I'm Peter Pan With A Cuban In My Hand
I'm A Grown-ass Man Child, Mama (Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh)

I'll Have A Second Bowl Of Oreo A La Mode
Watching My Favorite Show, Rocking Custom Socks And Boxers
Flash Pass At Six Flags, I'm A Master Monopoly Badass
Loser Grows A Mustache And Must Wear It To Her Parents (No)

I'm A Grown-ass Man Child, Baby (Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh)
Child, Mama (Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh)
I'm Peter Pan With A Cuban In My Hand
I'm A Grown-ass Man Child, Mama (Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh)
Child, Baby (Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh)
Child, Mama (Whoa Oh Oh Oh Oh)
Belated Kid In A Mercedes-Benz
I'm A Grown-ass Man Child