Crooked I
Man Up
[Intro]
What you mean, "What am I doin?"
I'm in the studio right now, man
I'm on the microphone too, so you gonna have to hang up
I'll call you right back, man
It ain't no bitches in here
Why you always thinkin' there's hoes in this muthafucka, man?
I'm tryin' to work, man
It's my job, man
Aight, I'll call you back
(New Crooked)
Aye, baby girl
Come in the booth real quick
Do me a favor
Ha, haaaa
(Let's go)

[Verse 1]
They say, "Damn, Crooked I, you off the wall"
Big balls in his drawers, so he's walkin' tall
Freaky, young ladies, let me talk to y'all
Split y'all, get y'all to take off your drawels
All I really wanna do is jump in your quicksand
Kill that cat, like I was a hitman
Dick so hard, that if I lean forward
The shit will probably hold me up, just like a kickstand
Hit that twice, if that shit's that nice
Big damn pipe, bitch, damn right
Me fuckin' a lesbo, in a Chevy Astro
Put that together, it's Dick Van Dyke
Mucho ass, not poquito
Hit your boy off with some of that deep throat
You high maintenance and I'm horny
For that combination, I'ma cum on your mink coat
[Chorus]
I man up, in that ass
Then stand up, hit it hard and fast
Get handcuffs, whatever the task
Pull pants up, bounce out and smash
I wanna man up, in that ass
Then stand up, hit it hard and fast
Get handcuffs, whatever the task
Pull pants up, bounce out and smash

[Verse 2]
Just met a stripper with a sexy face
Big round ass and a sexy waist
Told me she was 21, let me see your ID
Baby girl, no time to catch a case
She put her hands in my pants and said, "Let me taste"
Scared to do it right, now I bet she ain't
If you're a nickel piece, but you got a bad body
That could boost you up right to sexy 8
You walked in the club and left the place with a winner
Told your homegirls that I ate you for dinner
No, I'm not a Laker, but when I'm finished
The doctors might have to staple your center
Us, on a backstreet, fuckin' in the backseat
Girl, that's exactly what I had in mind
I'm in shape like an athlete, runnin' in a track meet
2 or 3 hours is the average time
[Chorus]
I wanna man up, in that ass
Then stand up, hit it hard and fast
Get handcuffs, whatever the task
Pull pants up, bounce out and smash
I wanna man up, in that ass
Then stand up, hit it hard and fast
Get handcuffs, whatever the task
Pull pants up, bounce out and smash