Get Up And Get It - Lyrics - Thug World Order - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: Get Up And Get It
Album: Thug World Order
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): Steven Howse, Felecia Lindsey, Kimberly Ward, Mike Chesser, Stephen Shockley, Charles Scruggs, Bryon Mccane, Adam Gibbs, Anthony Henderson

Lyric:
You gotta get up, get out and get something
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it
You gotta get up, get out and get something
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it

You gotta get up, get out and get something
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it
You gotta get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it

It's all about money ain't nobody frontin'
I gotta go get it we gotta survive
Whether it's workin' a nine to five
Or ridin' the hustle I gotta get mine, bottom line

Most of my time I'm out here puttin' in work
For all of my days that I run this earth
I'ma make it count for what it's worth
You never know about this life
And the type of pain that it can bring

That's why you gotta get off of you're thing
'Cuz it ain't no dream and it ain't no game
We so serious, dogg you know it don't stop
I know time is the devil's workshop

See I do it I did it and y'all know that I'm wit it
I'll give anything for passin' and take to it back
A hustlin' little brother with crack
But now I grind a little bit harder
Harder my niggaz stories in order

See, it was hard for me momma
My mother dropped in the water
My sister was damn fast

Heather was right behind ya
Cassie, that's my little sister
My father loved you like the only child
Funny, he ain't never seen my smile

Get up, get out and get something
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it
You gotta get up, get out and get something
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it

You gotta get up, get out and get something
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it
You gotta get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it

You betta get on yo grind
You betta go get it if you really tryin' to shine
You betta be keepin' yo eyes on your prize at all times

Keepin' it real for my all of my thugs in the projects
The niggaz that ain't got shit
Not havin' this nonsense my niggaz

My momma said, boy if you ever wanna be anything
Get off the couch and out my house, use your brain
So I took heed and I jumped right up on my feet
Got off the streets and I'll be in heat
I'm laughing at police now

Coming to you like this
This used to be child, is now a grown man
Don't play with the wrong hand
But I never could quit 'cuz I'm playin' a strong man

Everybody got a point to prove
You might as well start today
Rather than puttin' it off tomorrow
You're lettin' it slip away, lil' Lay, I parle

And get paid, and that's all
And I creep and I rise, in yo eyes I still ball
And stand tall with my chest

And my cheek to the sky
I'm in it to win it my nigga believe it
Until the day that I die, so come on

Get up, get out and get something
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it
You gotta get up, get out and get something
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it

You gotta get up, get out and get something
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it
You gotta get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it

Anything you want, anything you need
You gotta get it, yeah and go get it
Ain't comin' to you, you gotta put in your dues
Show the world that you can do it

Don't let nobody hold you back
So you betta get your hustle on
Baby betta get your hustle on
You betta

We some of the livest, you know
True thugs don't really mind to riot, let it go
They sayin' get up and get it
Yes we went and did it, you won't admit it
'Cuz you hatin', 'cuz you can't get it

Every since I was a young thug
Been creepin' showin' mo' love
Even when I got it you best to give it up
It's Cleveland, until we get what we want we ain't leaving
This is what we want with no chumps, please believe it

Get up, get out and get something
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it
You gotta get up, get out and get something
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it

You gotta get up, get out and get something
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it
You gotta get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it

Get up, get out and get something
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it
You gotta get up, get out and get something
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it

You gotta get up, get out and get something
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it
You gotta get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up and get it

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1st Of Tha Month - Lyrics - The Collection: Vol. 1 - Bone Thugs N Harmony

Title: 1st Of Tha Month
Album: The Collection: Vol. 1
Artist: Bone Thugs N Harmony
Composer(s): Steven Howse, Charles Scruggs, Bryon Mccane, Tim Middleton, Anthony Henderson, Michael J. Powell

Lyric:
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up

Hey, my nigga, we havin' a wonderful day and I won't fuck wit me, why?
'Cuz it's the 1st of tha month and now we smokin', chokin', rollin' blunts
And sippin' on 40 ounces thuggin', come, come we got the blessed rum
From jumpin' all nights we high, hit up the block to where? East 99
I get wit my nigga to get me some yayo, double up nigga what you need?
We got weed to get P.O.D.'d

Fiend for the green leaves, give it up it's the foe sure you better lay low
'Cause the po, po creep when they roll slow
If you can't get away better toss that yayo, keep your bankroll
Yeah, we havin' a celebration, I love to stay high
And you better believe when it's time to grind
I'm down for mine, crime after crime fin to creep to the pad
'Cuz mom's got grub on the grill, if we got the food
You know, it's the 1st of tha month and my nigga we chills foe real

Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up

Wake up and I see that my sister is already dressed
She said, "I'm gonna run and go get my stamps
Watch and make sure no one snatches my check", nigga
That's the mailman sort through the mail and put it up in a me pocket
So I be hittin' the 99 to get me a dub foe forty bucks
But ain't nobody ride that rita hop on the 10 to the click
Ready to get 'em up with a me thugs, and to cash that dum
I gotta get paid there, there holla, holla

Saint Claire got much to offer, whether it be weed on 93
Or off on the glock glock for some dollars
So get a bag of dope and a quarter roll, oh
Most all of my niggas got the same and we gonna roll it all up to smoke
Hittin' that reefer hydro, you know the cut, so fuck them po, po
Toss all that yayo, and we're gonna say no runnin' through the alley
And into the melee up on the second the sundown, those run from
January, November, December, remember the 1st of tha month

Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up

It's tha 1st of tha month, gotta grind gotta get mine
In the hood that I claim I slang on that double 9-9
Gotta find them dubs, gonna get a forty, can a thug get love?
What's up? Try to stand on my corner nigga
You'z a gonna Saint Claire niggas don't like that
And sellin' them dummies makin' that money come back nigga get pap pap
From the 1st to the 15th niggas smoke plenty weed
But I gotta save gotta come up, put my rocks on the cut

When I get high, nigga blaze that blunt, huh
Time to roll to the pad
Count up my profits and add it to the stash
Gotta watch my back see for niggas that's tryin' to rob me, fool
But never no shorts no losses
Dumpin' keepin' this niggas up off me see
Gotta search the whole block, spend a couple of bills
Thugs smoke a lot of weed on the 1st

Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up

Wakin' up feelin' buzzed off up early mornin' stretchin'
I'm yawnin' lightweight bent chugga lugga take a fifth to the dome
Instead I kick it with my trues
But it's the 1st, so I'm getting my hustle on

Hop on the phone, calling up Krayzie Bone
Wanna know did you O.G check come?
(She put me down)
I'mma hop on the bus with Biz
(Yo Brother let's get drunk)
And I'm coming with blunt after blunt of this skunk

Nigga T just put me down
Oh God, how I love when the 1st come around?
Now, I'm feelin' black and mild, headed cross town
'Cuz niggas the 1st to get celebrated
Rushin' to the block cuz I wanna get faded
Lookin' all wild cuz I'm getting me hair braided
We heavy off into this game
True to the 1st just call me that pro slang

Them nickels and dimes and 20's and 50's
The 1st be the day for the dopeman
Slangin' that cocaine fool and I'm working late tonight
And all them fiends be lovin' them thugs
'Cuz I got them rocks for them pipes, come, come with them ease
I gotta get paid on the 1st, gotta blaze up my spliff
Get live with the Bone Thugs, Poetic Hustlas
In the graveyard shift on the 1st

Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up

Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up

Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
Wake up, wake up, wake up it's the 1st of tha month
To get up, get up, get up so cash your checks and get up
...

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Get It Right - Lyrics - Aretha Franklin

Title: Get It Right
Artist: Aretha Franklin
Composer(s): Marcus Miller, Luther Vandross

Lyric:
Alright gang let's start from number one
Let's throw down till it's done

Let's get this thing to workin'
There's no reason to wait
The time is now to start
We all could use the change

Hey, from right now till the dawn
We gonna really carry on
We won't stop
Not until we get it right

Out to be on the one
It's not over till is done
It's gonna be so good
When we get it right

Got to be willing to try
Even if we get up early
And we work over time
Do it till you get it right

It's an incredible high
There's no limit to what's in it
It's your's and mine
So let's do it till we get it, get it right

Till we get it, ho oh
(Make it shout, toss it, turn you inside out)
Do it till we get it
(Stay with it and get it right)
Do it till we get it, oh oh
(Never stop, we could take it to the top)
Do it till we get it
(Take the time, get it right)

I know just how to do it
To make it really nice
There's no mystery to it
Here's how you get it right

Well, you make it scream, you make it shout
Toss it, turn it inside out
Never quit, stay with it
And get it right

Don't give up, never stop
We can take it to the top
If we just take the time
To get it right

Oh oh, don't give up now
We can make it, we can take it
Right to the top
Hey, and never stop

Honey, let's reach for the sky
If we keep believin'
We can never go to high
Yeah, let's give it a try

Come on let's keep reaching up
Believe if it lasts forever
It's never too much
No way to get enough

Do it till we get it right
Even if it takes from mornin'
Till way into night
We've got do it till we get it, get it right

Till we get it, oh
(Make it shout, toss it, turn it inside out)
Do it till we get it
(Stay with it and get it right)
Do it till we get it, hey
(Never stop, we could take it to the top)
Do it till we get it
(Take the time get it right)

Do it till we, get it right, do it
(Get it)
Do it till we get it, get it and get it right
(Get it)
(Get it right)
Do it till we, get it, baby, yeah, yeah
(Get it)
Do it till we, get it and get it right
(Get it)
(Get it right)

Do it till we, ooh
(Get it)
Do it till we get it, get it
(Get it)
(Get it right)
Do it till we ow, get it, baby
(Get it)
Do it till we, get it and get it right
(Get it)
(Get it right)

I yi yi yi yi yi yi yi

(Do it till you get it)
Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right
(Do it till you get it)
Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right

(Do it till you get it)
Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right
(Do it till you get it)
Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right

(Do it till you get it)
Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right
(Do it till you get it)
Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right
(Ooh)

(Do it till you get it)
Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right
(Do it till you get it)
Do it till you get it
Till you get it, get it right

Till you get it
Do it till you get it, get it and get it right
(Get it)
(Get it right)
Do it till you, get it, get it
(Get it)
Do it till you
(Get it right)

Do it till you, get it, get it
(Get it)
Do it till we get it, get it, get it right
(Get it)
(Get it right)
Do it till you, get it, oh
(Get it)
Do it till we and get it right
(Get it, get it right)

Don't give up now
We can make it, we can take it
Right to the top
Yeah and never stop

Honey, let's reach for the sky
If we keep believin'
We could never go to high
Yeah, let's give it a try

Come on let's keep reachin' up
Believe if it lasts forever
Never too much
No way to get enough

Do it till we get it right
Even if it takes from mornin'
Till way into night
We've got do it till you get it, get it right

Till we get it, get it
(Make it shout, toss it, turn it inside out)
Do it till we get it
(Stay with it and get it right)
Do it till we get it, yeah yeah
(Never stop, we could take it to the top)
Do it till we get it and get it right
(Take the time get it right)

Do it till we, get it, oh, yeah
(Get it)
Do it till we get it, get it, get it right
(Get it)
(Get it right)
Do it till we, ow, ho, ho, ho, ho
(Get it)
Do it till we, get it and get it right
(Get it)
(Get it right)

Do it till we, do it, do it
(Get it)
Do it till we get it, do it and get it right
(Get it)
(Get it right)
Do it till we
(Get it)
Do it till we and get it right
(Get it, get it right)

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Live It Up - Lyrics - Anarchy - Busta Rhymes

Title: Live It Up
Album: Anarchy
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): Trevor Smith, James Dewitt Yancey

Lyric:
Yea
Pick up the pace now
C'mon
Yea

This feel like that tight shit
That make you just go get the keys to your whip
And just bounce
Bounce, bounce, bounce
N'ah I mean
Go stop at the little spot
Get you a little bag of the lye
And just bounce, bounce

Yo, now watch a nigga tongue kiss the track like it was fried chicken
Spicy seasonin' was finger lickin'
Everythin' looks grand and I feel so good today
Jewels jinglin' below my belly
You know we steady talk shit to them bitches when we be on the celly
Four wheelin' with a fifth of henny
See now we whippin' and we dippin' through traffic
Like we don't give a fuck
Niggas follow how we bounce in the truck
Then we wylin' and we thuggin' a little
Yo we ain't wylin' much
A little mellow from the spark of the Dutch
Down shift, throw it in the fifth gear with my foot on the clutch
Speed ballin', like we all in a rush
While we switch a couple of lanes
Flick my little hazard light on
Better pull over and get on the lawn
Yo, move the barricade, and let my niggas park on the block
Make a grand entry up in the spot
You know we only here to take all of the food out the pot
It's only right cause niggas know we be takin' they slack

Now let's get high
(Get high)
And let's get drunk
(Get drunk)
You feel that bounce
(That bounce)
Then turn it up
(Turn it up now)
You light your L
And blaze it up
(Hu)
(Blaze it up now)
Get in the game
And change it up
(Change it up now)
Come in the spot
And flame it up
(Flame it up now)
Let's get this dough
(Ha)
And live it up
(Live it up)
Let's get this dough
(Yea)
And live it up
(Live it up)
Let's get this dough
(Yea)
And live it up
(Live it up now)

Yea, so amazin', we blazin' and changin' the bounds
Grazin' y'all niggas, with somethin' aimin' to takin' you out
We never resort to any measure to keep you with me
Wylin' with a sinky, rinky, dinky ring on pinky
Follow the simple flow that'll cripple y'all niggas
Drop the shit that'll shake and just ripple y'all niggas
What, your boom scheme, get with the new thing
Hit you and get y'all niggas, all into the new swing
Ah, tally it up, rally it up
From the streets to the alley, from the eastern Cali and up
I'm talkin' dope, all of my niggas, all of my bitches
Give you somethin' that'll split you up
And leave you with stitches
Lookin' pathetic, I hit y'all niggas with the kinetic
Make you respect it, and beat you in the head till you get it
Take off my jacket, hope you can match it
When the DJ go scratch up the bounce
I hope you could catch it
So what

Now let's get high
(Get high)
And let's get drunk
(Get drunk now)
You feel that bounce
(That bounce)
Then turn it up
(Turn it up now)
You light your L
And blaze it up
(Hu)
(Blaze it up now)
Get in the game
And change it up
(Change it up now)
Come in the spot
And flame it up
(Ah)
(Flame it up now)
Let's get this dough
(Ha)
And live it up
(Live it up now)
Let's get this dough
(Yea)
And live it up
(Live it up now)
Let's get this dough
(Yea)
And live it up
(Live it up now)
Let's get this dough
(Yea, yea)
And live it up
(Live it up now)

Now let's get high
And let's get drunk
(Ha)
(Get drunk now)
You feel that bounce
(That bounce)
Then turn it up
(Turn it up now)
You light your L
And blaze it up
(Ha)
(Blaze it up now)
Get in the game
And change it up
(Yea)
(Change it up now)
Come in the spot
And flame it up
(Ah)
(Flame it up now)
Let's get this dough
(Yea)
And live it up
(Live it up now)
Let's get this dough
(Ha, yea)
And live it up
(Live it up now)
Let's get this dough
(Yea, ha)
And live it up
(Live it up now)
Let's get this dough
And live it up
(Yea, live it up now)
Let's get this dough
And live it up
(Yea, live it up now)
Let's get this dough
And live it up
(Yea, live it up now)

Yea, you know when you got shorty in the passenger side of the whip
You bouncin' from the club, step on the gas
And just bounce, bounce, bounce, yea
Then shorty come with you to the nearest short stay
Get up on top of that and just
Bounce, bounce, bounce
That's what I'm talkin' about niggas, yea
If you pushin' down the belt parkway
The Grand Central, The Long Island Expressway
The Cross Island Expressway
Southern State, Northern State, Parkway
You know ninety five south, Brooklyn Expressway, you know
However way y'all travelin'
You just bounce, bounce, bounce
You n'ah I mean
Blunts burnin' and all
keep the windows up though
the smoke stay in the motherfuckin' ride, yea
All my bitches in the passenger seat
Now just bounce, bounce, bounce, yea

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New York Shit - Lyrics - The Big Bang - Busta Rhymes

Title: New York Shit
Album: The Big Bang
Artist: Busta Rhymes
Composer(s): George L. Spivey, Francois Edouard G Weyer, Douglas Lucas, Kasseem Dean, Trevor Smith

Lyric:
DJ Scratch, you sick for this one
Woo, come on, New York we back, Swizzy

If you from New York, stand up, right now
If you from New York, stand up, right now

Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up

Yeah, yeah, I'm on my New York shit
Hat to the back on my New York shit
Yeah, I'm on my New York shit
Tims with the shorts on my New York shit

I'm on my New York shit
Ridin' on the train on my New York shit
Burner in the club on my New York shit
Razor in my mouth on my New York shit

Yeah, I'm on my New York shit
Got the world followin' the New York script
Hustle with Tims and hoodies on my New York flip
Rubber band stack money with my New York click

Yeah, I'm on my New York shit
I rep the Giants, the Jets, New York Knicks
Tailor-made clothin' with my New York stitch
My chick bangin', don't you see my New York bitch

Yeah, I'm on my New York shit
You niggaz know we deserve the props we get
Ridin' up in the range, I'm in my New York whip
International chicks on my New York dick

Yeah, I'm on my New York shit
See how I kill it with my New York spit
Thanks to the boroughs, now, I'm New York rich
The way I flood I'm thorough with my New York hits

If you from New York, stand up, right now
If you from New York, stand up, right now

Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up

Yeah, yeah, I'm on my New York shit
Kid Capri on my New York shit
DJ Red Alert on my New York shit
Funkmaster Flex on my New York shit

Woo, I'm on my New York shit
B.I.G. on my New York shit
Big Pun on my New York shit
Jam Master Jay on my New York shit

BVD's and du-rags, nigga
Stand on the corners, God build on five percent lessons
Got a nickel crack, hand on hand, niggaz
On a hustle rebellin', while the D's calculatin' who sellin'

Sell drugs right in front of the deli
Pancho know what we doin'
And while we bubblin' our corner be brewin'
Introduce you to the new walk nigga and the new talk nigga
That's how we do when we in New York, niggaz

Yeah, yeah, I'm on my New York shit
Every hood love me for my New York skill
I got a lot of money on that New York strip
Gully rock a scully with a New York fit

Yeah, I'm on my New York shit
Run up in The Tunnel, catch a New York vick
O.D.B. reppin' New York sick
Shit, you want the truth, take a New York trip

If you from New York, stand up, right now
If you from New York, stand up, right now

Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up
Get it up, get it up, get it, get it, get it up

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Get It Right - Lyrics - I Know - Luther Vandross

Title: Get It Right
Album: I Know
Artist: Luther Vandross
Composer(s): Marcus Miller, Luther Vandross

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Lyric:
Morning
Some of y'all may think
That this next track
A little risky for a Luther joint
But all you gotta do is listen to get it
Get it right
Alright, ch'all, lets start from number one
And get down till it's done

Now watch this sketch as I stretch this mall
Too live to drive so we put it in park
With Luther hoping that you feeling his groove
Get you open on the instruments too, one two, one two
And I say, jottin' down the lines
Like dots on the Parkway
My Auntie Eloise say stay on your Q's and P's
And until the days of D's, I'm doin' what I please
Ease on down like the road
Depending on the mood, definitely into more
And you can catch a yellow brick
You need to run and tell your click
That the female in town is bringing it
Now listen, Mission Impossible
Keep it general like the hospital
Shake, rattle and roll, to rock wit' chu
The Pre to the C-I-S-E do

Let's get this thing to workin'
There's no reason to wait
The time is now to start it
We all could use the change

Do it till we get it, get it right
Till we get it
Ain't no doubt, "Cise" is gonna turn it out
Do it till we get
Stay with it and get it right
Do it till we get it
Never stop, Luther take it to the top
Do it till we get it
Take the time and get it right

Get all up in your back and down your spine
Got to keep it on track like the A train line
To the junction out in Brooklyn
What's your function
Keep you lookin' once again
As I punch in those lines like the SV-1200
Precise on the mic, you
But we gon' get top shot at the party
Started rockin'
And I got first dibs on the dark skinned kid

And I know just how to do it
To make it really nice
There's no mystery to it
Do it till you get it right

Do it till we get it, get it right
Till we get it
Ain't no doubt, "Cise" is gonna turn it out
Do it till we get
Stay with it and get it right
Do it till we get it
Never stop, Luther take it to the top
Do it till we get it
Take the time and get it right

Feels so good to get it
Get it
It's so good to get it
Get it, get it right
Feels so good to get it
Get it
It's so good to get it
Get it, get it right

And oh, don't give up now
We can make it, we can take it right to the top
Come on and never stop
Oh, and let's reach for the sky
And if we keep believing we can never go too high
Why don't we give it a try
Come on and keep reaching up
And don't you worry
No, you won't use up your stuff
No way to get enough
Do it till we get it right
And even if it takes from morning till way into night
We got to

Do it till we get it, get it right
Till we get it
Ain't no doubt, "Cise" is gonna turn it out
Do it till we get
Stay with it and get it right
Do it till we get it
Never stop, Luther take it to the top
Do it till we get it
Take the time and get it right

Till we get it
Ain't no doubt, "Cise" is gonna turn it out
Do it till we get it
Stay with it and get it right
Never stop, Luther take ya to the top
Do it till we get it
Take the time and get it right

How y'all feeling tonight
Better hold on tight
Throw your hands in the air If you're getting it right
What we got you'll like
But it's not quite the regular jam
Luther and Precise
How y'all feeling tonight
Better hold on tight
Throw your hands in the air if you're getting it right
What we got you'll like
But it's not quite your regular jam
Luther and Precise

Feels so good to get it
Get it
It's so good to get it
Get it, get it right
Feels so good to get it
Get it
It's so good to get it
Get it, get it right

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Get Down On It - Lyrics - Kool &Amp; The Gang

Title: Get Down On It
Artist: Kool &Amp; The Gang
Composer(s): George Brown, Robert Spike Mickens, Claydes Smith, Robert Bell, Ronald Bell, Eumir Deodato, James Taylor

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Lyric:
Hey, hey, yeah, what you gonna do? You wanna get down?
Tell me, what you gonna do? Do you wanna get down?
What you gonna do? You wanna get down?
(Get your back up off the wall, dance, come on)
(Get your back up off the wall, dance, come on)

(Get down on it, get down on it)
(Get down on it, get down on it)
Come on and
(Get down on it, get down on it)
(Get down on it, get down on it)

How you gonna do it if you really don't wannna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall)
Tell me, how you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall)

'Cause I heard all the people sayin'
(Get down on it)
Come on and
(Get down on it)
If you really want it
(Get down on it)
You gotta feel it
(Get down on it)
Get down on it

(Get down on it)
Come on and
(Get down on it)
Baby, baby
(Get down on it)
Get down on it
(Get down on it)

I say people
(What?)
What you gonna do?
You've gotta get on the groove
If you want your body to move, tell me, baby

How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall)
Tell me, how you gonna do it if you really won't take a chance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall)

'Cause I heard all the people sayin'
(Get down on it)
(Get down on it)

What you gonna do? Do you wanna get down?
What you gonna do?
(Get your back up off the wall, dance, come on)
(Get your back up off the wall, dance, come on)
(Get your back up off the wall)

(Get down on it)
Come on and
(Get down on it)
If you really want it
(Get down on it)
You gotta feel it
(Get down on it)
Get down on it

Get down on it
(Come on and)
Get down on it
Baby, baby
(Get down on it)
Get down on it
(Get down on it)

How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall)
Tell me, baby, how you gonna do it if you really won't take a chance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall)

Listen, baby, you know it when you dancin', yeah
You show it a when you move, move, move
You know it when you dancin', yeah
You show it as you move across the block

(Get down on it)
Come on and
(Get down on it)
If you really want it
(Get down on it)
You gotta feel it
(Get down on it)
Get down on it

(Get down on it)
Come on and
(Get down on it)
Baby, baby
(Get down on it)
Get on it
(Get down on it)

What you gonna do? Do you wanna get down?
What you gonna do?
(If you gonna feel it)
(Get your back up off the wall, dance, come on)
(Get your back up off the wall, dance, come on)
(If you gonna feel it)

(Get down on it)
Come on and
(Get down on it)
If you really want it
(Get down on it)
You gotta feel it
(Get down on it)
Get down on it

(Get down on it)
Come on and
(Get down on it)
Get down on it
(Get down on it)
While you dancin'
(Get down on it)
Get down on it

Get down on it
(Get down on it)
Get down on it
Get down on it
(Get down on it)
(You move me baby, when you move)

Get down on it
(Get down on it)
Get down on it
Get down on it
(Get down on it)
Get down on it

Get down on it
(Get down on it)
Get down on it
Get down on it
(Get down on it)
Get down on it
(You move me baby, when you move)

Get down on it
(Get down on it)
Get down on it
Get down on it
(Get down on it)
Get down on it
(Get your back up off the wall)

Get down on it
(Get down on it)
Get down on it
Get down on it
(Get down on it)
Get down on it
(Get your back up off the wall)

Get down on it
(Get down on it)
Get down on it
Get down on it
(Get down on it)
Get down on it
(Get your back up off the wall)
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Get Up And Enjoy Yourself - Lyrics - Head East

Title: Get Up And Enjoy Yourself
Artist: Head East
Composer(s): John W. Schlitt

Lyric:
Well, you say you're out for a good time
And you won't be happy with nothin' else
Well, tonight's the night for a party
But you know we can't do it for ourselves

Only thing that I'm thinkin' is
It'd be better if you give us some help
So don't just sit there and fight it
Get up, get up and enjoy yourself

Get up, get up, get up
Get up and enjoy yourself
Get up, get up, get up
Get up and enjoy yourself

There you are, bottle in hand
With some good gold in your pocket
You came prepared and the time is right
So get up and let's see if you got it

So get up, get up, get up
Get up and enjoy yourself
Get up, get up, get up
Get up and enjoy yourself

'Cause I don't want you sittin' round, wonderin' what's goin' on
Cause I'm up here to entertain and that's the only game I play
So get yourself into the song and help yourself before we're gone
There's no time like now to get it up, yeah

There's no time like now to get it up, so

Get up, get up
Get up and enjoy yourself
Get up, get up, get up
Get up and enjoy yourself

Get up, get up, get
Get up and enjoy yourself
Get up, get up, get up
Get up and enjoy yourself

Get up, get up, get up
Get up and enjoy yourself
Get up, get up, get up
Get up and enjoy yourself

Get up, get up, get
Get up and enjoy yourself
Get up, get up, get up
Get up and enjoy yourself
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You Could Have It So Much Better - Lyrics - You Could Have It So Much Better - Franz Ferdinand

Title: You Could Have It So Much Better
Album: You Could Have It So Much Better
Artist: Franz Ferdinand
Composer(s): Alexander Paul Huntley, Paul Robert Thompson, Nicholas John Mccarthy, Robert Hardy

Lyric:
The last message you sent
Said, I looked really down
That I ought a come over and talk about it
Well, I wasn't down
I just wasn't smiling at you, yeah

As I look at you, now it seems
That you're slapping my back
As if it's alright, but it's not
I'm tryin' to get up but you're pushing me down
Oh, yeah, you're pushing me down

So I'll get up on my own
Oh, I'll get up on my own
Get up on my own
Oh, I'll get up on my own
Yeah, I'll get up on my own
Get up on my own
Oh, I'll get up on my own
Get up on my own, yeah

Now there's some grinning goon
On my TV screen
Tellin' us all that it's alright because
She wears this, and he said that
And if you get some of these, it'll all be alright
Yeah, if you get some of these, it'll all be alright

Well, I refuse to be a cynical goon
Passing the masses an easy answer
'Cause it won't be alright
Oh no, it won't be alright
Oh no, it won't be alright
It won't be alright

Unless you get up, get up
Come on and get up, get up
I need to get up, get up
Come on get up, get up
So come on get up, get up
Come on get up, get up
Unless you get up, get up
So get up, get up, yeah
That's right

Yeah, alright

Well, I'm just a voice in your ear piece
Tellin', you know, it's not alright
You know, you could have it so much better
Oh, you could have it so much better

If you tried, if you tried
If you tried, if you tried

So get up on your own
Baby, get up on your own
Get up on your own
Baby, get up on your own
Yeah, get up on your own
So get up on your own
Get up on your own
So get up on your own, yeah

Get up, get up
Come on, get up, get up
That's right, get up, get up
Come on and get up, get up
Come on, get up, get up
Yeah, get up, get up
Come on and get up, get up
Go get up, get up, yeah

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Try It Again - Lyrics - Black and White - Hives

Title: Try It Again
Album: Black and White
Artist: Hives
Composer(s): Randy Fitzsimmons

Lyric:
Doo wacko

Here is to you, honey
But I'm out of your league
You never gonna pass me
'Cause I'm out of your league
Your league, your league

Lookie here, baby
You're coming my way
But I move like a landslide
So get out of my way and stay away

Up from the floor on the count of ten
Oh you get up, you get down and you try it again

Up and down and around again
Oh, you get up, you get down and you try it again
Up and down and around again
Oh, you get up, you get down and you try it again
Oh, you get up, you get down and you try it again
All right, ooh, ooh, ooh

Time to learn a lesson
Like Pavlov's dog
If same isn't working
Why don't you different instead, instead, instead

Like Samson and Delilah
Attila and the Huns
You're ready for a new round
Don't it look like it's gonna be fun, be fun

Up from the floor on the count of ten
Oh, you get up, you get down and you try it again

Up and down and around again
Oh, you get up, you get down and you try it again
Up and down and around again
Oh, you get up, you get down and you try it again
Oh, you get up, you get down and you try it again

They say, the definition of madness is doing
The same thing and expecting a different result
That's right

Doo wacko, up and down, doo wacko, down and up
Doo wacko, round for round, doo wacko, hit the ground
Doo wacko, up and down, doo wacko
Oh, you get up, you get down and you try it again

Down and up, doo wacko
Oh, you get up, you get down and you try it again
Round for round, doo wacko
Oh, you get up, you get down and you try it again

Hit the ground, doo wacko
Oh, you get up, you get down and you try it again
Oh, you get up, you get down and you try it again
Oh, you get up, you get down and you try it again
Oh, you get up, you get down and you try it again

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Over And Over - Lyrics - You Can Dance - Madonna

Title: Over And Over
Album: You Can Dance
Artist: Madonna
Composer(s): Stephen Pate Bray, Madonna L. Ciccone

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Lyric:
Hurry up, I just can't wait
I gotta do it now, I can't be late
I know I'm not afraid, I gotta get out the door
If I don't do it now, won't get anymore

You try to criticize my drive
If I lose, I don't feel paralyzed
It's not the game, it's how you play
And if I fall, I get up again now

I get up again, over and over
I get up again, over and over
I get up again, over and over
I get up again, over and over

Got past my first mistake
I'll only give as much as I can take
You're never gonna see me standing still
I'm never gonna stop 'til I get my fill

It doesn't matter who you are
It's what you do that takes you far
And if at first you don't succeed
Here's some advice that you should heed

You get up again, over and over
You get up again, over and over
You get up again, over and over
You get up again, over and over

I'm not afraid to say I hear a different beat
And I'll go out in the street, yeah
And I will shout it again
From the highest mountain

Hurry up, hurry up
Hurry up, hurry up

Hurry up, I just can't wait
I gotta do it now, I can't be late
I know I'm not afraid, I gotta get out the door
If I don't do it now, I won't get anymore

You try to criticize my drive
If I lose, I don't feel paralyzed
It's not the game, it's how you play
And if I fall, I get up again now

I get up again, over and over
I get up again, over and over
I get up again, over and over
I get up again, over and over

I'm not afraid to say I hear a different beat
And I'll go out in the street, yeah
And I will shout it again
From the highest mountain

Shout it, shout it
Shout it, shout it
Over and over, over and over
Over and over, over and over

I get up again, over and over
I get up again, over and over
I get up again, over and over
I get up again, over and over

Hurry up, hurry up
Hurry up, hurry up
Hurry up, hurry up
Hurry up, hurry up

I get up again, over and over
I get up again, over and over
I get up again, over and over
I get up again, over and over

Over and over, over and over
Over and over, over and over
Over and over, over and over

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Get Up And Boogie - Lyrics - Corona

Title: Get Up And Boogie
Artist: Corona
Composer(s): Francesco Bontempi, Giorgio Spagna, Antonia Bottari

Lyric:
I'm gonna give you all I've got
You gotta get me higher
You gotta do the best you can
Unchaining my desire

You're the best in town, the number one
Why don't you prove it?
Show me all your love, shake it baby
Shake it, move it

I'm gonna give you all my love
I'm gonna get you higher
Come on get up and boogie now
Come on light up my fire

And I'll keep going on and on
All night until the morning light
And I won't stop, I'll go ahead
Until you 're really satisfied

Get up, get up, get up and boogie
Get up, get up and move your body
Get up, get up and boogie, woogie
Boogie, boogie, woogie, woogie

Get up, get up, get up and boogie
Get up, get up and move your body
Get up, get up and boogie, woogie
Boogie, boogie, woogie, woogie

You gotta get me higher
Higher, higher, higher
Bingo, lingo, dingo, rango
I'm gonna dance a tango

Helston, ucci, gucci
I'm gonna get Fiorucci
Yo oh, yo oh, yo oh
I'm going to Idaho

We gotta live together
Let's sing this song forever
You gotta shake it baby
There is not time for maybe

Paris, New York, Miami
Ibiza, Barcelona
Get up and move your body
You're dancing with Corona

Get up, get up, get up and boogie
Get up, get up and move your body
Get up, get up and boogie, woogie
Boogie, boogie, woogie, woogie

Get up, get up, get up and boogie
Get up, get up and move your body
Get up, get up and boogie, woogie
Boogie, boogie, woogie, woogie

Get up, get up, get up and boogie
Get up, get up and move your body
Get up, get up and boogie, woogie
Boogie, boogie, woogie, woogie

Get up, get up, get up and boogie
Get up, get up and move your body
Get up, get up and boogie, woogie
Boogie, boogie, woogie, woogie

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The Hustle - Lyrics - Electric Circus - Common

Title: The Hustle
Album: Electric Circus
Artist: Common
Composer(s): Emmanuel Riggins, Omar Lye Fook, Lonnie Lynn, Dartanian Donaldson, Karriem Riggins

Lyric:
My eyes watch God from a place
Where times is hard, hard times we embrace
Everybody want a yard 'cause yard means space
Being broke is odd and leaves an odd taste
In the mouth of the Metropolitan

The hustle is hollarin'
Beautiful minds grind, grind for the dollarin'
Whether dice scholarin' or white collarin'
We all taught hustle to prophet like Solomon

The young play corners, Sean Jean modelin'
They get it from they momma, black music is fatherin'
Blue and whites flash lights like parliment
In court non-whites, wishin' they had Cocharan

Tell your guy and them, yo the blocks hot again
Aunties walkin' to liquor stores in moccasins
My guy got a gig, on the side he barberin'
Married a foreign chick so she could get a green card up in the hustle

Just put it in your back and hustle
The paper's stacked so hustle
Gon', gon' get it and get me that
Gon', gon' get it and get me that

Just move and shake and grind and hustle
It's on your mind so hustle
Gon', gon' get it and get me that
Gon', gon' get it and get me that

First to the third, I'm close to the curb
Toast to the bird, now I'm posted to serve
Heard is a verb when you pour dirt on the floor
Bill collecters and the roaches workin' your nerves

It's a ghetto truck for a ghetto boy
To get in them ghetto streets and get him a ghetto toys
He can come so just work murder rate is increasin'
I don't give a fuck long as my coke is decent

And my rims blind the whole damn precinct
Everytime you see a head in my lap you know she sinked
I know I'm dead in this trap, that's not how we think
Fifty shells all around on the ground, can't catch a weak blink

Five went through me, two stayed in me to do my duty
Only thing that subdued me
Two weeks, same corner, new freaks
New geese, all white and 1's new sneaks

Just put it in your back and hustle
The paper's stacked so hustle
Gon', gon' get it and get me that
Gon', gon' get it and get me that

Just move and shake and grind and hustle
It's on your mind so hustle
Gon', gon' get it and get me that
Gon', gon' get it and get me that

Can't knock the hustle, the hustle
I'm in, I'm in too deep, deep to sleep, can't knock the hustle
The hustle caught up in the hustle, I'm gettin' high
Can't knock the hustle, the hustle
I'm in, I'm in too deep, deep to sleep, can't knock the hustle
The hustle gotta hustle up I got to have it

Some rhyme, some throw shows, some sow clothes
Some hobo at the junction inbetween cars
Some enter in functions in between stars
Some teach, some preach sayin' they seen god

Some put they money up, against me odds
Flippin' real estate yo, stocks and bonds
Dreams of rollin' El Derado's bumpin' El Debarge
Whatever the dreams, stay on ya deem the world is ours, its the hustle

Just put it in your back and hustle
The paper's stacked so hustle
Gon', gon' get it and get me that
Gon', gon' get it and get me that

Just move and shake and grind and hustle
It's on your mind so hustle
Gon', gon' get it and get me that
Gon', gon' get it and get me that

Just put it in your back and hustle
The paper's stacked so hustle
Gon', gon' get it and get me that
Gon', gon' get it and get me that

Just move and shake and grind and hustle
It's on your mind so hustle
Gon', gon' get it and get me that
Gon', gon' get it and get me that

Gotta hustle up, stay hustlin'
Gotta hustle up, stay hustlin'
Gotta hustle up, stay hustlin'
Gotta hus, hustle up
Stay hustlin', hustlin', hustlin'

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Imma Shine - Lyrics - Youngbloodz

Title: Imma Shine
Artist: Youngbloodz
Composer(s): Michael Cook, R De Varona, Jeffrey Ray Grigsby, Sean Paul Joseph, Ryan Tedder

Lyric:
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it
And you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it
And you gonna get it and you gonna feel it

I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it
And you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it
And you gonna get it and you gonna feel it

I'mma shine, I'mma make it
It ain't nothing to it, to it, I'll take it
I feel it, I'll flip it
Pull it, pull it till straight get it

I'mma climb, I ain't waitin'
There's no end to the money I'm makin'
For streetin', for chasin' we get it in
Might, might be the crunk hatin'

If ya don't believe you don't succeed
And if ya don't apply you won't achieve
Keep ya head up high, feet down low
And follow your heart to get to the door

If there is a will, here's a way
Never trust a soul I'm here to say
Stop depending and be yourself
And grab a hold and don't look left

So take a swing now here's your chance
You got nothing to lose, make a stance
See the clock is tickin' and time ain't waitin'
When ya all alone see that's what you're facin'

I'mma shine, I'mma make it
It ain't nothing to it, to it, I'll take it
I feel it, I'll flip it
Pull it, pull it till straight get it

I'mma climb, I ain't waitin'
There's no end to the money I'm makin'
For streetin', for chasin' we get it in
Might, might be the crunk hatin'

Ya I know I'mma make it, I was meant for this
I'mma with ya in the eye lookin' for the ten for this
And I don't steal I pimp for this
Ride round with a hundred round clip for this

What happened to the struggle, it's called eviction notice
Now people strong self eviction notice
Prescription cops serve keep it real and fine
But if I get caught with it I'll face some time

And it's hard being young and rich trying to survive
Trying to keep a shot to shine on the poor headed ties
Couple mill and I buy new whip for the wife
Talk that shit but this is my life

I'mma shine, I'mma make it
It ain't nothing to it, to it, I'll take it
I feel it, I'll flip it
Pull it, pull it till straight get it

I'mma climb, I ain't waitin'
There's no end to the money I'm makin'
For streetin', for chasin' we get it it
Might, might be the crunk hatin'

I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it
And you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it
And you gonna get it and you gonna feel it

I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it
And you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it
And you gonna get it and you gonna feel it

I'mma shine, I'mma make it
It ain't nothing to it, to it, I'll take it
I feel it, I'll flip it
Pull it, pull it till straight get it

I'mma climb, I ain't waitin'
There's no end to the money I'm makin'
For streetin', for chasin' we get it in
Might, might be the crunk hatin'

I'mma shine, I'mma make it
It ain't nothing to it, to it, I'll take it
I feel it, I'll flip it
Pull it, pull it till straight get it

I'mma climb, I ain't waitin'
There's no end to the money I'm makin'
For streetin', for chasin' we get it in
Might, might be the crunk hatin', I'mma shine

I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it
And you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it
And you gonna get it and you gonna feel it, I'mma shine

I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it
And you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it
And you gonna get it and you gonna feel it

I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it
And you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it
And you gonna get it and you gonna feel it

I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it
And you gonna feel it and you gonna get it
I'm gonna get it and we gonna get it

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Heat It Up - Lyrics - The Charm - Bubba Sparxxx

Title: Heat It Up
Album: The Charm
Artist: Bubba Sparxxx
Composer(s): Anderson Soloman, Warren Anderson Mathis, Michael Antoine Crooms

Lyric:
Heat it up when this shit drop
Heat it up when this shit drop
Bubba Sparxxx, Collipark

Heat it up when this shit drop in them big spots
Where the players let them bottles pop
See the steam on her back when her hips pop
She get it real hot, so heat it up girl

Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there

What it is, how are things
My phone was on silent for a minute now it rings
If you too cool, then I'm too cool
Let's not boo-who, let's just do what we do

Movin' on, new song, new loan
Sometimes you can move right and still do wrong
Ain't nothin' fancy, just line up and run it
By the time you've finished talkin' 'bout it, I'll be done done it

Collipark, Bubba Sparxxx
Do the Ying-Yang thang or anything, I'm just a star
Ms. New Booty, thank you ma'am
Bottom broad brought me back, dawg this money changing hands

A lot this way, a little that away
Earn Sunday through Friday, spend on Saturday
Yeah that's the play, get it up and keep it up there
Heat it up slow, let him quickly beat it up, yeah

Heat it up when this shit drop in them big spots
Where the players let them bottles pop
See the steam on her back when her hips pop
She get it real hot, so heat it up girl

Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there

What it is? Tell me the good news
I got a tool in my draws that you should use
Give that thang a good bruise, beat it on up
Girl you've been misused, heat it on up

I'm gone show you, what it was made for
Actin' like you scared and unprepared, but you ain't though
Grab your ankles, yeah that's the angle
I'm gone make a stank hoe of daddy's little angel

I'm at the condo, with General Patton
Losers make excuses, winners make it happen
We can pull the rides out, give you somethin' to cry about
Give you somethin' to lie about, inspiration while you pout

We can pull the broads out, in a straight line
Yours ain't fine fuck it, here, take mines
Dude you way behind, get on Bubba K. time
I'm light years ahead, have a light beer instead, yeah

Heat it up when this shit drop in them big spots
Where the players let them bottles pop
See the steam on her back when her hips pop
She get it real hot, so heat it up girl

Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there

Heat it up when this shit drop in them big spots
Where the players let them bottles pop
See the steam on her back when her hips pop
She get it real hot, so heat it up girl

Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there
Heat it up, get it up, keep it up there

There, there
There, there
There, there
...

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Get Up On Ya Feet - Lyrics - Aaron Carter

Title: Get Up On Ya Feet
Artist: Aaron Carter
Composer(s): Nicky Alan Cook, Martin Bushell, Phil Dane

Lyric:
Here we go now
Here we go now
Here we go now
Ah, come on

Get up on ya feet now
Gonna rock the place
Can'tcha see the smile on my face?
Give it to me high, give it to me low
Give it to me, here we go

Get up on ya feet now
Gonna raise the roof, can't stop now
We're crawlin' on through
Yipe-yay-yipe-io
Get up on ya feet now

Hyped up, phsyced out, ready to go
Say ya gotta believe, ya gotta put on the show
Everybody's on the floor sayin' [unverified]
Face to face now we're comin' back
Hear the noise and feel the heat
From block to block and down every street

Don't have to run when ya get the call
Beat the buzz is through it all
Make some noise all you girls and boys
Come on, we're all fired up and ready to roll
Fire it up, fire it up
Here we go

Get up on ya feet now
Gonna rock the place
Can'tcha see the smile on my face?
Give it to me high, give it to me low
Give it to me, here we go

Get up on ya feet now
Gonna raise the roof, can't stop now
We're crawlin' on through
Yipe-yay-yipe-io
Get up on ya feet now

Pumped up, funked up, ready to ryhme
From state to state, workin' over time
When that runaway trains rippin' down the track
Jump aboard and don't look back

Now ya got the flow
It's time to show
The whole world
That you're no joke

Don't have to run when ya get the call
Beat the buzz is through it all
Make some noise all you girls and boys
Come on

We're all fired up and ready to roll
Fire it up, fire it up
Here we go

Get up on ya feet now
Gonna rock the place
Can'tcha see the smile on my face?
Give it to me high, give it to me low
Give it to me, here we go

Get up on ya feet now
Gonna raise the roof
Can't stop now
We're crawlin' on through
Yipe-yay-yipe-io
Get up on ya feet now

Here we go, fire it up, come on, get up
Fire it up, come on, get up
Here we go, fire it up, come on, get up
Ohh, there it is

Fire it up, come on, get up
Fire it up, come on, get up
Fire it up, come on, get up
Ohh, there it is

So make some noise all you girls and boys
Come on, we're all fired up and we're ready to roll
Fire it up, fire it up
Here we go

Get up on ya feet now
Gonna rock the place
Can'tcha see the smile on my face
Give it to me high, give it to me low
Give it to me, here we go

Get up on ya feet now
Gonna raise the roof
Can't stop now
We're crawlin' on through
Yipe-yay-yipe-io
Get up on ya feet now

(On the East coast)
Get up on ya feet now
(On the West coast)
Get up on ya feet now
(Throw your arms to the side)
Get up on ya feet now

(Come on everybody)
Get up on ya feet now
(Who wants to party)
Yipe-yay-yipe-io
Get up on ya feet now

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