Man Up

Lyrics
[Intro] What you mean, "What am I doin?" I'm in the studio right now, man I'm on the microphone too, so you gonna have to hang up I'll call you right back, man It ain't no bitches in here Why you always thinkin' there's hoes in this muthafucka, man? I'm tryin' to work, man It's my job, man Aight, I'll call you back (New Crooked) Aye, baby girl Come in the booth real quick Do me a favor Ha, haaaa (Let's go) [Verse 1] They say, "Damn, Crooked I, you off the wall" Big balls in his drawers, so he's walkin' tall Freaky, young ladies, let me talk to y'all Split y'all, get y'all to take off your drawels All I really wanna do is jump in your quicksand Kill that cat, like I was a hitman Dick so hard, that if I lean forward The shit will probably hold me up, just like a kickstand Hit that twice, if that shit's that nice Big damn pipe, bitch, damn right Me fuckin' a lesbo, in a Chevy Astro Put that together, it's Dick Van Dyke Mucho ass, not poquito Hit your boy off with some of that deep throat You high maintenance and I'm horny For that combination, I'ma cum on your mink coat [Chorus] I man up, in that ass Then stand up, hit it hard and fast Get handcuffs, whatever the task Pull pants up, bounce out and smash I wanna man up, in that ass Then stand up, hit it hard and fast Get handcuffs, whatever the task Pull pants up, bounce out and smash [Verse 2] Just met a stripper with a sexy face Big round ass and a sexy waist Told me she was 21, let me see your ID Baby girl, no time to catch a case She put her hands in my pants and said, "Let me taste" Scared to do it right, now I bet she ain't If you're a nickel piece, but you got a bad body That could boost you up right to sexy 8 You walked in the club and left the place with a winner Told your homegirls that I ate you for dinner No, I'm not a Laker, but when I'm finished The doctors might have to staple your center Us, on a backstreet, fuckin' in the backseat Girl, that's exactly what I had in mind I'm in shape like an athlete, runnin' in a track meet 2 or 3 hours is the average time [Chorus] I wanna man up, in that ass Then stand up, hit it hard and fast Get handcuffs, whatever the task Pull pants up, bounce out and smash I wanna man up, in that ass Then stand up, hit it hard and fast Get handcuffs, whatever the task Pull pants up, bounce out and smash
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Credits
- Writers
- Crooked I