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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 damn
For me to separate the from the chimps homie, it's time to (man up)

let's do it

1]
You's a damn duck, you never man up (nope)
At the precinct about to ya man up
Like for real man tell him the tan tucked
Or you'll be in handcuffs sittin' on the bus (stop cryin')
Lookin for a way out, for a day out (day out)
And that day comes, shit I'm lookin just to stay out
Pushers know J bout (what's that)
I keep a couple dolls in the crib, feels like you're through a playhouse (whoa)
been this ugly, the bitches love me (me)
Ya cars are old, ya rims rusty (look at 'em)
Fam I'm blingin me (trust me)
Princess cut, look like the princess cut me (bling)
Glits me 30, a brick that's a birdie (birdie)
District, dipshit, I'm rich and it's (early)
These be thirsty (uhh huh) ursty (uhh huh)
Cause my chain carry enough ice to fix you a Slurpee, me

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Uhh, Yeah, I'm in

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

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Allright let's wrap up