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Origineel

Man Up (f/ J.R. Writer) [Hook 2X] Nigga stand up (what) put ya hands up (what) Keep the tan on the land and your cam tucked (what) It's a damn must For me to separate the pimps from the chimps homie, it's time to (man up) Yeah let's do it [Verse 1] You's a damn duck, you ain't never man up (nope) At the precinct about to give ya man up Like for real man tell him where the tan tucked Or you'll be in handcuffs sittin' on the damn bus (stop cryin') Lookin for a way out, lookin for a day out (day out) And when that day comes, shit I'm lookin just to stay out Pushers know what J bout (what's that) I keep a couple dolls in the crib, feels like you're lookin through a playhouse (whoa) It's been this ugly, the bitches love me (me) Ya cars are old, ya rims look rusty (look at 'em) Fam I'm blingin trust me (trust me) Princess cut, fuckin look like the princess cut me (bling) Glits cost me 30, a brick that's a birdie (birdie) District, dipshit, I'm rich and it's early (early) These chickens be thirsty (uhh huh) ursty (uhh huh) Cause my chain carry enough ice to fix you a Slurpee, heard me [Hook 2X] Uhh, Yeah, I'm back in [Verse 2] Yo, I breeze by the coppers, weave the imposters (eeeeerrrt) Speak to the rastas, round table feastin' on pasta (hey) Plus keep a skee on my roster (to do what) Stuffed with enough damn candy to be a piata (holla) Laid by the pool with pia colata Weed and some vodka, ohh boy, squeeze on her knockers (ohh boy) Every bitch I'm seen with is proper Still I'm wham bam, fam lam, see ya maana (see ya) The Don Juan for surely, a Don want ya shorty (shorty) Shorty check me out, ya moms can't ignore me (no) Disgusting, invite ya aunt to a orgy (come on over) Young but I'll still be the bomb when I'm 40 (word) Look creep I'm the truth, I speak for the youth The streets where my peeps be all week on the stoop Still breeze through in coupes (uhh huh) You'll spot and stop like why drop the top when you can see through the roof, poof [Hook 2X] Allright let's wrap this up

 

Vertaling

Man Up (f/ J.R. Writer) [Hook 2X] Nigga sta op (wat) doe je handen omhoog (wat) Keep the tan on the land and your cam tucked (what) It's a damn must For me to separate the pimps from the chimps homie, it's time to (man up) Yeah let's do it [Verse 1] You's a damn duck, you ain't never man up (nope) At the precinct about to give ya man up Als een echte man vertel hem waar de kleur verstopt zit Or you'll be in handcuffs sittin' on the damn bus (stop cryin') Lookin for a way out, lookin for a day out (day out) And when that day comes, shit I'm lookin just to stay out Pushers know what J bout (wat is dat) I keep a couple dolls in the crib, feels like you're lookin through a playhouse (whoa) It's been this ugly, the bitches love me (me) Je auto's zijn oud, je velgen zien er roestig uit (look at 'em) Fam I'm blingin trust me (vertrouw me) Princess cut, fuckin look like the princess cut me (bling) Glitters kosten me 30, een steen dat is een vogeltje (vogeltje) District, dipshit, I'm rich and it's early (vroeg, ik ben rijk en het is vroeg) These chickens be thirsty (uhh huh) ursty (uhh huh) Cause my chain carry enough ice to fix you a Slurpee, heard me [Hook 2X] Uhh, Yeah, I'm back in [Verse 2] Yo, I breeze by the coppers, weave the imposters (eeeeerrrt) Speak to the rastas, round table feastin' on pasta (hey) Plus keep a skee on my roster (to do what) Gevuld met genoeg verdomd snoep om een piata te zijn (holla) Laid by the pool with pia colata Weed and some vodka, ohh boy, squeeze on her knockers (ohh boy) Every bitch I'm seen with is proper Still I'm wham bam, fam lam, see ya maana (zie je) De Don Juan voor zeker, een Don wil je shorty (shorty) Shorty check me out, ya moms can't ignore me (no) Walgelijk, nodig je tante uit voor een orgie (come on over) Jong maar ik zal nog steeds de bom zijn als ik 40 ben (word) Look creep I'm the truth, I speak for the youth The streets where my peeps be all week on the stoop Still breeze through in coupes (uhh huh) You'll spot and stop like why drop the top when you can see through the roof, poof [Hook 2X] Allright let's wrap this up