Trillville
Man Up
[Intro: Don P]
EYYYYYYYYY! Yee, hehe
(You don't wanna do that!)
BME Click! It's like...
Every motherf**ker think they run this sh*t, right?
Sell some motherf**king records first n***a (Eee eee, ayye!)
Ayyye! It's that n***a Don P
Trillville! BME Click! Yeeeeeeeeeah!

[Hook: Don P & Lil Atlanta]
All that, talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that sh*t
Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that sh*t (Yeah shawty)
Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that sh*t
Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that sh*t
Man up motherf**ker, man uuup!
Man up motherf**ker, man uuup!
Man up motherf**ker, man uuup!
Man up motherf**ker, man uuup!

[Verse 1: Don P]
Ayyye! Yeeeeeaahh! Aye!
Now err'body wanna f**kin' have they own label
Wouldn't on the first sh*t to bring to the table
They in they own fantasy somethin' like a fable
Handicap situations, all disabled
I shut 'em down like a computer
Cause ain't nobody f**kin' with the super producer
Corleone, TrillTown representative
"F**k Don P!" Man some of y'all too sensitive
*Gun noises*
But you right - f**k me!
But ain't nun' day you gon' touch me
Talkin' 'bout: "Don P, why you buckin'?
Man you need to chill out get to the money"
I already got it!
And I'm a trill n***a, I handle all my problems
Besides, I'm all about respect
I'm a man, before anybody checkin'
[Hook: Don P & Lil Atlanta]
All that, talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that sh*t
Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that sh*t (Yeah shawty)
Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that sh*t
Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that sh*t
Man up motherf**ker, man uuup!
Man up motherf**ker, man uuup!
Man up motherf**ker, man uuup!
Man up motherf**ker, man uuup!

[Verse 2: Lil Atlanta]
What you starin at? This ain't no free show
You gon make me c*ck back, hit ya a** in the door
Don't wanna do dat, hear them thangs click-clack
It goes in ya through the front, comes out through the back
Come and make my night! Love to talk but hate to fight
Once you a b*t*h, always a b*t*h, it don't go 'way ova night
Man up motherf**ker, man up!
I told you once before, motherf**ker stand up!
Hey!

[Hook: Don P & Lil Atlanta]
All that, talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that sh*t
Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that sh*t (Yeah shawty)
Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that sh*t
Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that sh*t
Man up motherf**ker, man uuup!
Man up motherf**ker, man uuup!
Man up motherf**ker, man uuup!
Man up motherf**ker, man uuup!
[Verse 3: Dirty Mouth]
Now if you n***as keep playin', you gon' make a n***a tear a hole
Right through yo chest, is yo flesh, I can see yo soul
You don't wanna do that! I'mma hit you wit a bat
Talkin' all that sh*t n***a and I'mma hit you with the gat
17 times out the barrel of my .45
Four plus five equals nine, goin' through your spine
Sit your a** down ho! Make a move you gotta go
Erase you off the map and beat your a** at your own show
Ain't playin' no games with you lames when it comes to gangsta sh*t
Throwin' up my middle finger, grabbin' on my own d**k
N***as think they slick, take your pick, which one you want?
Bullets flyin' through your house or goin' straight through your throat?
Make your a** choke with different strokes of my hand movements
Say that you a G in these streets, man you gotta prove it
Next time I see you talkin', talkin' sh*t
I'mma rearrange your mouth and put your a** in a ditch, b*t*h!

[Hook: Don P & Lil Atlanta]
All that, talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that sh*t
Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that sh*t (Yeah shawty)
Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that sh*t
Talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin', talkin' that sh*t
Man up motherf**ker, man uuup!
Man up motherf**ker, man uuup!
Man up motherf**ker, man uuup!
Man up motherf**ker, man uuup!