Man Up

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Amerie & Nas - R&B, Rap

Man Up

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[Intro: Amerie & Nas] Nas, Amerie, get 'em, little sis It's over, it's over, it's over [Verse 1: Amerie] What the hell do you want from me Why don't you leave me alone Its been a done deal with you for a minute So you need to get along What's the problem? Why is it so difficult for you to see That I don't want you no more? If I was you I'd be embarrassed For the way you carry on [Chorus: Amerie] You's a grown ass man, dawg You can't even stand on your own two feet Now you're lookin' my way It's too late 'cause you messed it up with me You needa change your tone Get your swagger goin', you gotta hold your own So don't call my phone 'Cause you ain't gotta home with me no more [Verse 2: Amerie] Get it out your head, baby It's over, yes, it's the end (It's the end) No matter what you try to do We will never be again I try to be patient but I can't take it Get a hold of yourself (Get a hold of yourself) It will never be you again Understand it'll be someone else [Chorus: Amerie] You's a grown ass man, dawg You can't even stand on your own two feet Now you're lookin' my way It's too late 'cause you messed it up with me You needa change your tone Get your swagger goin', you gotta hold your own So don't call my phone 'Cause you ain't gotta home with me no more [Bridge: Amerie] This is the last time for this conversation (Can't do it) Your excuses are so amazing (Get through it) I know you're trying to change my mind But you know you're only wasting my time Why do we got to go through this? I'm sick of the B.S., I'm done So you'll never get this again [Verse 3: Nas] Ayo, Ame-Ame-Amerie, ain't no need for anger He a lil' boy, just give him the middle finger Call your big brother, fifth slugger, wig plugger He gonna get enough for dialin' up your number Coward, this homie got a twat pushed outward Chicks with dicks don't belong in your mix Long as you straight, layin' back in the quarter Apes Steppin' in zeppies, reppin' D.C., your state NYC my place, Nas relate, fly estates Fine wines and diamonds, crembole on the plate And y'all girls relate so put your hands up And what, tell that mu'fucka to man up [Chorus: Amerie] You's a grown ass man, dawg You can't even stand on your own two feet (Hey, stand on your own two) Now you're lookin' my way It's too late 'cause you messed it up with me (Now it's just too late) You needa change your tone Get your swagger goin', you gotta hold your own So don't call my phone 'Cause you ain't gotta home with me no more (Just leave me alone) You's a grown ass man, dawg You can't even stand on your own two feet (No matter what you do) Now you're lookin' my way It's too late 'cause you messed it up with me (I won't be with you) You needa change your tone Get your swagger goin', you gotta hold your own (Keep it movin') So don't call my phone 'Cause you ain't gotta home with me no more (No no no) [Outro: Amerie] Nas, Buchanans, woo, it's a wrap

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  • Yummy Bingham
  • Nas
  • Andre Gonzalez
  • Simon Johnson