Stand Up Man Young T & Bugsey

[Intro]
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Livin' on the wild side, I don't follow guidelines
Winner 'bout mine, yes she know I'm 'bout mine
In the air, adding fuel to the fire
Big cannon turn, I make her sing like Mariah
Head to toe, when I Sheneneh
We go back, we go way-way-way
Where's your man, heard he saw OJ
Squeezed her better like yeah, yeah, yeah

Hop on the ting, grope on the ting
Lop on the ting, don't flop on the ting
Push it back pon the ting, pull up on the ting
Slap on the ting, don't ramp on the ting

See I tied down a fighter
Man they blow helicopter
Stack it up, no cut yuh
Said they fight boy, pa-pa
Damn right, listen, the return of the mob
Jungle mess done
Don't make it long, put the cash in the bag
German words, baby guten tag
If the band's too smart tell him jump in the van
All turn bad, saw one job
Tell a girl Vossi Bop, babygirl don't dab
Joke and stab, pass exam
Gyal whine in a car finna trap and a Lamb