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• Stand Up Guy • | by T.I.
Aye,(Aye) I know you dun kicked it wit alota n****z befo (Aye)
But you aint never kicked it wit none like me dho
(Hey Hey)

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I see ya baby tho you hands up high (high hey)
If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy (guy hey guy)
Because the rocks gone glisten and the drops on 20's.
Bend it over let it drop if you wanna go wit me
Sexy ladies throw your hands up high (high hey)
If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy (guy hey guy)
Because it don't get better niggaz
Don't hit cheddar like dat fella in da yellow purple label silk sweater

This snow keep glowin' on my wrist like woah!
And she can't stop look I know yo Bitch like Ohh!
So she chose, and no question if the Bitch might blow
Just get her to the crib give and go like so
I'mma blow my dro I'mma pop my pill
Ask anybody wanna take a shot I will
Might see me in a different color
Drop hot wheel wit da top down low and the glok concealed
I got my ??? booster racin' up the block 1 mil
If the police try to chase me you know they a done deal
Got skillz, anybody wanna come test
Look what's in this 45 be up in yo chest
Yeah I know ladies wanna kick it wit a nigga so fresh
Who can spend 100k any day no stress
The watches is insane
The chains is grotesque
Stand still if you wanna like he ain't no catch

(Chorus)

I know if you got a man and you tired of bein' there
And done gave to many chance you tired of bein' fair
I offer you da opportunity to ride wit a player
You me and a couple a freaks in da ride wit a player
Nevermind those outside when da stare
'Cause the chrome 24's on da ride give a glare
Because it's 1 guy and you decided to share
Long as you havin' da time of ya life who cares!
Man we all sinners what matters is in the center
I know GOD see da heart and I'm a stand up nigga
You can't beat me cause she aint man enough nigga
I lookem in da eye and tell 'em "Man Up Nigga!!!"
You're really gettin money tho a grand up nigga
Wanna fight ya shoulda hit me when you ran up nigga
Let a Smith and Wesson hammer bodyslam for a nigga
Go and kick it wit da hoes tho yo hands up wit em'

(Chorus)

I know dem nigga hate'n on me cause
I live so special
Try to stay low key but I'm still so special
Flat screens in da flo quarter mil in da dresser
Jewelry box glowin like a lone little treasure
Out chillin wit Vanessa met a girl name Heather
Told her "Hi, How you doin. Buy a drink? My pleasure!"
Told ya if she got her own girl go tell her dat
I got her on the run I can go fo ever
Suggested if Vanessa wanna touch it just let her
She laughed out loud in shock cause we just met her
But da dro gettin low and it's only one fifth and it's 4 pills left
Do you wanna come with? Hey! (Hey Hey!)

(Chorus)
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