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 - Curtis James Jackson
 - Scott Spencer Storch
 
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 - Hip-Hop
 
- Теги:
 - 50 cent
 - club jammy
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50 Cent - Текст песни Get Up
Man I'm gonna do my thang, get up!
 It's crazy in the club when I'm in there man, get up!
 Trust me homie I'm not playin', get up!
 Now get on the dance floor off the chain
 I say get up!
 I came to bring you that California love
 And a lil' New York hatin' it's all of the above
 I'm not playin' I'm sayin' I'm off the chain
 You niggas better follow the instructions
 I said get up!
 I ball till I fall
 I stunt till I drop
 I'm off the show room floor
 Not the used car lot
 You buy a bottle
 I buy the bar
 I make every other week feel like Mardi Gras
 When I get in to it
 I get in to it
 Everybody can't do it the way I do it
 I make it rain, rain
 Till the sun come out
 A nigga playin', playin'
 We make the guns come out
 Now, my question is
 Who they gonna blame
 When I'm back number one on the Billboard again
 Shit, shift now the game done change
 Since Mike made Thriller and Prince made Purple Rain
 I guess I make the kids wanna slang
 And NWA made the West Coast bang
 Nah it's just music, man it's just music
 Now get your ass on the dance floor and move it
 I have the savoir faire
 I'm the reason everybody here
 I say get up!
 I make it hot, I make it hot in here
 Your feet hurtin' I really care
 I said get up!
 I want to see you, I want to see you move
 And get all into the groove
 I said get up!
 I'm getting money man I really don't care
 Let me see you put your hands up in the air
 I said get up!
 Girl, you look good
 I want to get to know you better
 You look good in them jeans
 And them red stilettos50 Cent - Get Up - http://ru.motolyrics.com/50-cent/get-up-lyrics.html
 You got a Bentley
 Coupe booty baby
 I want to drive
 See I tell you what mileage is
 When I'm inside
 I'ma take you for a spin
 You know round and round
 Switch gears till your love come down
 I take you to the point of no return
 If you listen you learn
 Just how a nigga earn
 I got money to burn
 While the Gap Band play
 She dropped the bomb on me
 It's up and down
 And up and down
 Gracefully
 Rick James would have said she a brick house
 Or Fifty you should go home to see
 What that bitch bout
 I found out she like it how I like it, huh
 Back it up' get cha some
 I know how to get you sprung
 Tune you up' use your tongue
 Under the hood it's so good
 She said it's so good
 Goddamn I'm so hood
 Nigga wattup?
 I have the savoir faire
 I'm the reason everybody here
 I say get up!
 I make it hot, I make it hot in here
 Your feet hurtin' I really care
 I said get up!
 I want to see you, I want to see you move
 And get all into the groove
 I said get up!
 I'm getting money man I really don't care
 Let me see you put your hands in the air
 I said get up!
 And get into it
 You are now rocking with the Unit
 I said get up!
 And get into it
 We gonna show you just how we do it
 I said get up!
 Aftermath, still shady Aftermath
 I said get up!
 Aftermath, still shady Aftermath














