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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 cam tucked (what)
a damn must
For me to the pimps from the chimps homie, it's time to (man up)

Yeah do it

1]
You's a damn duck, you ain't man up (nope)
At the about to give ya man up
for real man tell him where 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 a couple dolls in the crib, feels like you're lookin through a playhouse (whoa)
It's been ugly, the bitches love me (me)
Ya cars are old, ya rims look (look at 'em)
Fam I'm blingin me (trust me)
Princess cut, fuckin look like the cut me (bling)
Glits me 30, a brick that's a birdie (birdie)
District, dipshit, I'm rich and it's (early)
These chickens be thirsty (uhh huh) (uhh huh)
Cause my chain enough ice to fix you a Slurpee, heard me

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Uhh, Yeah, I'm in

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

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Allright wrap this up