Young T & Bugsey - Stand Up Man Lyrics

Lyrics Stand Up Man - Young T & Bugsey



Livin' on the wild side, I don't follow guidelines
Winner 'bout mine, yes you know I'm 'bout mine
In the air, adding fuel to the fire
Bae 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 gutentag
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
Livin' on the wild side, I don't follow guidelines
Winner 'bout mine, yes you know I'm 'bout mine
In the air, adding fuel to the fire
Bae 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
Know dey wanna see me fall down
But I can't fall down
'Cause I'm a stand up man
Know dey wanna see me fall down
But I can't fall down
'Cause I'm a stand up man
Pop back on you like a jack-in-the-box
News still matter, niggas run this shit off
Deep fry enough and I'm servin' it rough
Area boys make the area hop
Old school buggy like a rag-a-man sound
Shit got coddy, but I bag a man down
Gravy livin', splashin' downtown
Wanna posh red, tell 'em Dagenham bound
Grind up, look great, and my palm with the blunt
Fight to the death, man I bang what I rep
Dior when I step, put that ice on my neck
Tats on her breast, with the blast off her chest
You won't catch me in the club if they're checking kled
What the fuck am I doin' there?
'Cause them niggas be where?
Gettin' to the checks, oh yeah
Livin' up to buss, I back that
Livin' on the wild side, I don't follow guidelines
Winner 'bout mine, yes you know I'm 'bout mine
In the air, adding fuel to the fire
Bae 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
Know dey wanna see me fall down
But I can't fall down
'Cause I'm a stand up man
Know dey wanna see me fall down
But I can't fall down
'Cause I'm a stand up man
Know dey wanna see me fall down
But I can't fall down
'Cause I'm a stand up man
Know dey wanna see me fall down
But I can't fall down
'Cause I'm a stand up man
Livin' on the wild side, I don't follow guidelines
Winner 'bout mine, yes you know I'm 'bout mine
In the air, adding fuel to the fire
Bae 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



Writer(s): Adedoyin Adewuyi


Young T & Bugsey - Plead The 5th
Album Plead The 5th
date of release
20-03-2020




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