Letras
Uh-huh
Yeah
Look at that little dude over there (ay, ah-woo!)
Uh, he struts in the bar on a two-inch lift
Gold chain swingin', shoulders stiff
Snappin' fingers at the bartender twice
Actin' like he's Mister Dynamite
Puffin' his chest like a heavyweight champ
But everybody here know that shit's an act
Why he yellin' at everybody?
Angry little man syndrome!
Why he poundin' on the bar?
Angry little man syndrome!
Always barkin', always loud
Angry little man syndrome
Tryna bully up the crowd, huh
All that shoutin', all that noise
Actin' like the biggest man
But everybody in the room know
It's just angry little man syndrome
Woo! Uh
Always gotta overcompensate
Run his damn mouth and intimidate
Talks real slick when the ladies walk by
Then he throw a damn fit when they roll their eyes
Got a chip on that little shoulder now, ooh
Always startin' trouble anyhow
Why he always start a scene?
Angry little man syndrome!
Why he gotta outdo everyone?
Angry little man syndrome!
Why he rev that engine so damn hard?
Angry little man syndrome!
Why he mad at the whole damn world?
Angry little man syndrome!
Why he talkin' on his tippy-toes?
Angry little man syndrome!
Why he such an asshole?
Angry little man syndrome!
Angry little man syndrome!
Always barkin', always loud
Angry little man syndrome
Tryna bully up the crowd
All that shoutin', all that noise
Actin' like the biggest man
But everybody in the room know
It's just angry little man syndrome, ooh!
All that attitude
All that rage
All that ego
Crammed in a five-foot cage
Big loud mouth
Big loud show