Lyrics:
You said, "Please, get up"
I said, "Can't get up"
You said, "Please, get up"
I said, "Can't get up"
I've been told, "Beauty gets old"
By
with a foreign broad
That's long winded, paper long, and you taking long, you just don't get it
Hung the phone up and Satan, told me want a song with
without the swing
Every chance I get I'm showing off my rings
I can keep it up until the break of dawn
'Cos I'm fronting in my ride and my word is bond
without the swing
Every chance I get I'm showing off my rings
I can keep it up until the break of dawn
'Cos I'm fronting in my ride and my word is bond
up
Now run it up, yeah
I get the check
And then run it up
I move with finesse
When I run it up
Got the bolt on my chest
How I run it up
Yea, I get
I know you've been waiting
Yeah, I've been watching you
Yeah, I know you wanna get up
Yeah, come on
Everybody come on, dance and sing
get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't want to dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall) tell me
How you gonna do
Get the fuck up!
Simon says get the fuck up!
Throw ya hands in the sky (Bo! Bo! Bo! Bo! Bo!)
Queens is in the back sipping 'gnac, y'all wassup?
Wake up count it up
Get my money up
Keep that semi tuck
Cuz I’m know I’m up
Wake up count it up
Get my money up
Keep that semi tuck
Cuz I’m know I’m
dance more though
Dip, galang, stand up
While every man in the world light up
So they just dip, get down, get down
Galang, feel, get down
Stand up
to these hoes I met from alcohol anonymous
You can't fall in love till you lose the balance
I'll never cheat till I get a girlfriend
All by myself, yeah,
Yeah ah
I was made by the mess (Play with the drip it got slippery splash)
I was made by the mess (Check at the combos they stitched up like that)
I
up in the sky that my I won't get no service
Democracy be the dope, community in the choke
Lil' woadie just caught his case, he was looking forward
I'm living
Need to get the money up so I can fuck around and flip it
I ain’t like these other niggas, I ain’t have a father figure
I ain’t wanna ask my
to work, I do my job
I gets it in, I goes hard
Think I had too much to drink, you feel me God
Too turned up, I broke the knob
I bet you won't
Turn up, turn
Get it by my lonely
They know nothing 'bout me
They know my songs and everything but don't know my story
So many niggas gone before me,
Still, we
believe that I
I can do this all alone
I know I been messin up
I know I been actin up
I know I need to show you I can get it together
I know I know better
them?
If I gotta pay to get in the club
I'ma go pop the trunk and turn the street volume up to ten
I ain't on the guest list, I ain't V.I.P.
I snuck
of Louisiana
c driver run the red light and run bikers down
On their Harley Davidson to the Bayou Saloon
The biker's groom
Get up oh oh
Get up now
Get up oh oh
she don't complain
Get it? She take it off, she don't cum playin'
Yeah, we gettin' rich by any means (by any means)
She want the dick by any means
'cause her lovin
Ain't better than her sister
I can't get enough, the bad got me stuck
I give her all my money and
She always do me up
Bun say I'm trippin
it
Anything she want she gon get it
I said my prayers and I got it
The bigger d bag and I got it ooo
The D in the spine she gon get it
Gidi up you gon
Y'all don't want, beef
No y'all don't want, that
Get caught up in these streets
Get shot up by them heats
y'all don't want, beef
No y'all don't
Get a bag (Eat that up)
Get a bag
Get a bag
Get a bag (yea yea)
Get a bag
Get a bag
Get a bag (yea…yea yea)
Get a bag
Get a bag
Get a bag (get a bag)
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