Stand Up Guy

Ay, I know you done kicked it with a lot of niggas before
But ye ain't never kicked it with a nigga like me, though
(Hey, Hey)

I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high
If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy
Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's
Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me
I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high
If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy
Because it don't get better, niggas don't gett cheddar
Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater

Bitch, stones keep glowin' on my wrist like whoa
And she can't stop lookin,' I know ya bitch like those
And she chose, ain't no question if the bitch might blow
Just get her to the crib, get her whole back sore
I'ma blow my dro, I'ma pop my pill
Ask anybody, "Wanna take a shot? I will"
Might see me in a different color drop hot wheel
With the top down low and the Glock concealed
I got mine high up, boostin,' racin' up the block, one mil
If the police try to chase me, you know they a done deal
I got skills, anybody wanna come test
Bet what's in this .45 be up in your chest
Yeah, I know ladies wanna kick it with a nigga so fresh
Who could spend 100k any day, no stress
The watch's insane, the chains is grotesque
Stay still if you wanna, like he ain't earn cash

I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high
If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy
Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's
Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me
I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high
If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy
Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar
Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater

If you got a man and you're tired of being there
And done gave him too many chances and tired of being fair
I offer you the opportunity to ride with a playa
You, me and a couple of freaks in the ride with a playa
Nevermind those outside when they stare
'Cause the chrome 24's on the ride give a glare
Because it's one guy and you decided to share
As long as you having the time of your life, who cares?
Man, we all sinners, what matters is in the center
I know God see my heart and I'm a stand up nigga
You can't beat me 'cause ye ain't man enough nigga
I look him in the eye and tell him, "Man up, nigga!"
You really getting money? Throw a grand up, nigga
Wanna fight? You should've hit me when you ran up, nigga
This Smith & Wesson hammer 'bout to slam, fuck niggas
Go and kick it with the hoes, throw ya hands up with 'em

I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high
If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy
Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's
Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me
I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high
If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy
Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar
Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater

Niggas ain't know me 'cause I live so special
Try to stay low key but I'm still so special
Flat screen's in the floor, quarter mil' in the dresser
Jewelry box glowing like a long lost treasure
I'm chillin' with Vanessa, met a girl named Heather
Told her "Hi, how ya doin'? Buy a drink? My pleasure"
Told her if she got a homegirl, go tell her
That I got a hard rug, I could go for whatever
She said that if Vanessa wanna touch it, just let her
She laughed out loud, shocked 'cause just met her
Bought the dro', get low, and its only one-fifth
And it's four pills left, do you wanna come with?

I see ya baby, throw ya hands up high
If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy
Because the rocks gon' glisten and the drop's on 20's
Bend it over, let it drop if you wanna roll wit me
I say all my sexy ladies throw ya hands up high
If you wanna come and kick it with a stand up guy
Because it don't get better, niggas don't get cheddar
Like that fella in the yellow Purple Label silk sweater



Credits
Writer(s): Clifford Harris, Kevin Cates
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