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Man Up
(f/ J.R. Writer)

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Nigga stand up (what) put ya up (what)
Keep the tan on the land and your cam (what)
It's a must
For me to the pimps from the chimps homie, it's time to (man up)

let's do it

1]
You's a duck, you ain't never man up (nope)
At the precinct about to ya man up
Like for real man him where the tan tucked
Or be in handcuffs sittin' on the damn bus (stop cryin')
Lookin for a way out, for a day out (day out)
And when that day comes, I'm lookin just to stay out
know what J bout (what's that)
I keep a couple in the crib, feels like you're lookin through a playhouse (whoa)
It's this ugly, the bitches love me (me)
Ya are old, ya rims look rusty (look at 'em)
Fam I'm trust me (trust me)
Princess cut, fuckin look like the cut me (bling)
cost me 30, a brick that's a birdie (birdie)
District, dipshit, I'm and it's early (early)
These chickens be thirsty (uhh huh) (uhh huh)
my chain carry enough ice to fix you a Slurpee, heard me

2X]

Uhh, Yeah, I'm in

2]
Yo, I breeze by the coppers, weave the (eeeeerrrt)
Speak to the rastas, round table on pasta (hey)
Plus keep a on my roster (to do what)
Stuffed with damn candy to be a piata (holla)
Laid by the pool pia colata
Weed and some vodka, ohh boy, squeeze on her (ohh boy)
Every bitch I'm seen with is
Still I'm wham bam, fam lam, see ya (see ya)
The Don Juan for surely, a Don ya shorty (shorty)
check me out, ya moms can't ignore me (no)
Disgusting, invite ya aunt to a (come on over)
Young but I'll still be the when I'm 40 (word)
creep I'm the truth, I speak for the youth
The streets where my peeps be all week on the
Still through in coupes (uhh huh)
You'll spot and stop why drop the top when you can see through the roof, poof

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Allright let's wrap up