Trick Daddy
Trick Daddy - Get On Up songtekst
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[JV] I'm sittin in tha cut, smokin on wha? Hataz betta watch out for tha butt I bring it to ya, wha? Bring it from ya head to ya wha? Yea, I'm real wit it, nigga wha? You wanna playa hate nigga, wha? Yea I'm Slip-n-Slide nigga wha? You betta give a fuck Feel yo body penetratin' though ya gut You betta come quick 'fo some niggaz come hatin', ya heard!!! Before I get to burnin' ya, Slip-n-Slide turnin' ya [Queen] Queen cant be touched like hot potatoes Every nigga I know keep a glock for hataz Let me know wha he doin' wit tha rocks Nigga, let me know I'll run up in tha spot Get me 2 steaks, a drank and lock down Aint no visualizin', like me now Queen like drank, gotta stand my ground Back up off me wit tha hands I clown Slip-n-Slide on tha dump, if you wanna know wassup If you know like I know bet not fuck [Lost Tribe] We got tha weed in tha tote, nigga wanna deed, here I dont Nigga bring tha B's for tha pump Tribe comin' clean like a bitch We gon hit yo town for a lick Nigga, we dont run we attack em Then you can't splack em Nigga outta line so we had to subtract em We keep it real, while ya'll counterfeit Throw a glass when I cant, then a sign ya get We gon do ya like a pound we get So you betta stay from round my shit Slip-n-Slide put me on tha list Miami, get on up!!! Atlanta, get on up!!!! Alabama, get on up!!!! Mississippi, get on up!!! Houston, get on up!!! Carolina, get on up!!! New Orleans, get on up!!! Chicago, get on up!!! [SS] If you aint Slippin-n-Slide, how you ride? You get yo head cracked open, when SS start collide Whoa now, ay hold up boy, aint no thang To get off tha chain and steal ya Jordans Ya get a stain on ya brain from tha Southeast Once ya getta dick and some nuts in ya mouth, eats nigga Aint no click like this one That'll make a jealous nigga wanna get a big gun But it's too late cause we gon', my dawgs got tha AK, I got tha chrome We finna chill at tha top like wha? This game is a fat pussy finna get fucked, its like tha nigga [Money Mark] Slip-n-Slide til I die ass nigga Pull a nigga hoe in tha fly ass Jetta And fuck on anotha Stay smoked out, Money Mark stay loched out Bicardi wit tha chokes out, hollerin folks out When I go by hittin this, Slip-n-Slide aint no forgettin' this Eatin' on bitches cause I'm different Pack Villangers, fuck hoes that's willin ta Give up tha guts and let em smoke til they feel tha nut Skeelo, bad bitches in Speedo's And there will be no, where we go See yo, doin what tha fuck we wanna do Bust slugs and join ya crew, so wha you gon do? [Chorus] San Fran, get on up!!! Oakland, get on up!!!! Detroit, get on up!!! Dallas, get on up!!! St. Louis, get on up!!!! Baltimore, get on up!!! L.A. get on up!!! New York, get on up!!! [Trick Daddy] I'm into introducin' myself as tha greatest No if, and buts or maybe's, unless you's a hata So real niggaz gon die by days, while you hoe niggaz cry Why you fussin niggaz lie? Die by days, dont wanna hea about tha click you abound You know a nigga wit a Benz like mines? Same color, same yea like mines Same model, same red like mines Every hoe I'm fuckin, you don fucked, bruh And every bet I call, you matched ya 'lil sucka You got beef wit 'ol boy model Well shave ya head and get gold teeth like 'ol boy Peepin my D's galore, lovin these skeeza hoes How do you suppose? New clothes to change ya hoe You, fuck nigga, jus got to go, sucka Louisville, get on up!!! Robin Hood, get on up!!!! Liberty City, get on up!!! Carol City, get on up!!! Opalocka, get on up!!! 'Lil Haiti, get on up!!! Overtime, get on up!!! Richmond Heights, get on up!!! Pullrine, get on up!!!! Ohhh, get on up!!!! Seminola, get on up!!! Stop pot, get on up!!! Wynnewood, get on up!!! Pork and beans, get on up!!! 22 Ave, get on up!!! 32 Ave, get on up!!! Wont cha get on up!!! Get on up!!! Get on up!!! Wont cha get on up!!! Get on up!! Get on up!!! Get on up!!!! Wont cha get on up!!!! Get on up!!!! Get on up!!! Get on up!!! Wont cha get on up!!! Get on up!!! Get on up!!! Get on up!!! Wont cha get on up!!!!