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Man Up
(f/ J.R. Writer)

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

let's do it

1]
You's a damn duck, you never man up (nope)
At the precinct to give ya man up
for real man tell 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, shit I'm lookin just to 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 this ugly, the love me (me)
Ya cars are old, ya rims look (look at 'em)
Fam I'm trust me (trust me)
cut, fuckin look like the princess cut me (bling)
Glits cost me 30, a brick that's a (birdie)
District, dipshit, I'm rich and early (early)
chickens be thirsty (uhh huh) ursty (uhh huh)
Cause my chain carry enough ice to fix you a Slurpee, me

2X]

Uhh, Yeah, I'm in

2]
Yo, I by the coppers, weave the imposters (eeeeerrrt)
Speak to the rastas, round table feastin' on (hey)
Plus a skee on my roster (to do what)
Stuffed with damn candy to be a piata (holla)
Laid by the pool with pia
and some vodka, ohh boy, squeeze on her knockers (ohh boy)
Every bitch I'm seen is proper
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)
but I'll 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

2X]

Allright let's this up