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I fear no man, put it on my number 1 fan
Cause I'm a stand-up true thugsta in a league of my own
The city of Thieves is my home and I don't trust nann nigga
I fear no man, put it on my number 1 fan
'Cause I'm a stand-up true thugsta in a league of my own
The city of Thieves is my home and I don't trust nann nigga
Sold his house, sold his car
Bought a ticket to the West coast
Now he gives him 'em a stand-up routine in L.A.
I'm a stand-up comedian 
But I'd sit down if I could 
The world just seems 
To want folk like me to stand
Sold his house, sold his car
Bought a ticket to the West coast
Now he gives him 'em a stand-up routine in L.A.
You are the weakest link, cause it's just on you (you can't win)
Man I mean she gon be either a stand-up ho
or a fall-down bitch, man it's just on you (you can't win)
You are the weakest link, cause it's just on you (you can't win)
Man I mean she gon be either a stand-up ho
or a fall-down bitch, man it's just on you (you can't win)
Je joue ma vie comme au stand-up
Technique rodée sur les planches d'une salle miteuse
Je me sens comme un musicien de jazz
You haven't met your grandfather yet, that nigga a trip
He probably coulda did stand-up
Yeah, but at the same time he's a stand up
And that's how you gon' be when it's time to man up
Sold his house, sold his car
Bought a ticket to the West Coast
Now he gives 'em a stand-up routine in L.A.
Closed the shop, sold the house, bought a ticket to the west coast
Now he gives them a stand-up routine in L.A.
Shoot your gun and throw confetti 'cause I'm ready ho!
Look in my eyes, you can tell that I'm a stand-up
Call me the teacher, wanna talk just put your hands up
That mumbo jumbo just don't work on me
Slam bang, baby, ala kazaam
Don't disrespect me I'm a stand-up man
I see you laughing when you slam the door
I see you with him, I can't take any more
Closed the shop, sold the house, bought a ticket to the west coast
Now he gives them a stand-up routine in L.A.
Hit em with the heavy class
I'm bugging 
Hitting with the hooligan bamn 
I know I wanna stand-up 
So baby jump!
Here we are together
A couple of stand-uppers
Our day is done, breakfast time
Starts it with our suppers
Here we are together
A couple of stand-uppers
Our day is done, breakfast time
Starts it with our suppers
Here we are together
A couple of stand-uppers
Our day is done, breakfast time
Starts it with our suppers
Tote some weed nigga (yeah)
Slow your speed nigga (yeah)
Throw your hands up high
You a stand-up guy, that won't testify
Best have tried, to come bang with the Made
When I imagine me and her
You know that I get a stand-up fur
I give her oil, I give her gas
And get her seat beneath my ass
Sold his house, sold his car
Bought a ticket to the West Coast
Now he gives 'em a stand-up routine in L.A.
Sold his house, sold his car
Bought a ticket to the West Coast
Now he gives 'em a stand-up routine in L.A.
Got a full-blown eight-eight
To get us home
No trouble got an extra ace
A stand-up, throw-up
Never let me be alone
Over, it's over, it's over
You've taken my lights
Every stand-up comic has a serious night
Every streetwalker's somebody's daughter

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