[Intro]



                      Stand up! Stand up!



                      Stand up! Stand up!

                    [Chorus: Ludacris and (woman)]



                      When I move you move (just like that?)



                      When I move you move (just like that?)



                      When I move you move (just like that?)



                      Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!



                      (When I move you move) just like that?



                      (When I move you move) just like that?



                      (When I move you move) just like that?



                      (Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!)

                    [Verse - 1]



                      How you ain't gon' FUCK! bitch out me?



                      I'm the GOD DAMN reason you in VIP



                      CEO you don't have to see ID



                      I'm young, wild, and strapped like Chi-Ali



                      BLAOW! We ain't got nothing to worry about



                      Whoop ass, let security carry em out



                      Watch out for the medallion my diamonds are wreckless



                      Feels like a MIDGET is hanging from my neckless



                      I pulled up wit a million trucks



                      Looking, smelling, feeling like a million bucks-ahh!



                      Pass the bottles, the heat is on



                      We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & Chong



                      What's wrong?! The club and moon is full



                      And I'm lookin for a THICK young lady to pull



                      One sure shot way to get em outta them pants



                      Take note to the brand new dance, like this

                    [Chorus]

                    [Verse - 2]



                      Go on wit ya big ass! lemme see something



                      Tell ya little friend he can quit mean mugging



                      I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks



                      But where the FUCK is the waitress at wit my drinks?!



                      My people outside and they can't get in



                      We gon' rush the back door and break em in



                      The owner already pissed cause we sorta late



                      But our time and our clothes gotta coordinate



                      Most girls lookin right some lookin a mess



                      That's why they spilling drinks all over ya dress



                      But Louie Vuitton bras all over your breasts



                      Got me wanting to put hickies all over ya chest-ahh



                      C'mon! we gon party tonight



                      Y'all use mouth to mouth bring the party to life



                      Don't be scurred, show another part of your life



                      The more drinks in your system the harder to fight!

                    [Chorus]

                    [Bridge]



                      Stand up! Stand up!



                      Stand up! Stand up!

                    [Verse - 3]



                      Damn right the Fire Marshall wanna shut us down



                      Get us out so someone can gun us down



                      We was two songs away from getting some cutta



                      Now we one song away from tearing da club up



                      Move over! Luda got something to say



                      Do it now cause 'tomorrow' ain't promised 'today'



                      Work wit me! let's become one with the beat



                      And don't worry bout me steppin all over ya feet

                    [Chorus]

                    [Outro]



                      Stand up! Stand up!



                      Stand up! Stand up!



                      Stand up! (just like that?)



                      Stand up! (just like that?)



                      Stand up! Stand up!