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Get Up (Letra)

R3hab

R3hab Part. Ciara

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You’re so close to the wall
Too far from my heart
But I’m ready to come take you away
Make you my home
I don’t care where you’re from
I don’t care where we are
As long as you give me your all

So baby get up
‘Cause you locked down all your love
Baby get up
‘Cause this feeling just ain’t enough
All I want is all of you
And all of me are loving you
So you better get up
‘Cause you locked down all your love

So you better get up
‘Cause you locked down all your love
Baby get up
‘Cause this feeling just ain’t enough
All I want is all of you
And all of me are loving you
So you better get up
‘Cause you locked down all your love

You better get up
You’re so close to the wall
Too far from my heart

You better get up x3
‘Cause you locked down all your love
You better get up

Compartilhe!

Get Up! (Letra)

Korn

Korn Part. Skrillex

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Am clearly broken
And no one knows what to do
Pieces of the puzzles don’t fit so i’m coming into you

Itching is a pulse inside
Screaming out to come alive
It’s just you and i
It’s time to

Times are looking grim these days
Holding on to everything
It’s hard to draw the line

Shut the fuck up, get up
Shut the fuck up, get up

I can’t wait to rip my eyes out and look at you
Peace through pain is trash
Especially when it’s done by you

Itching is a pulse inside
Screaming out to come alive
It’s just you and i
It’s time to

Times are looking grim these days
Holding on to everything
It’s hard to draw the line
And i, i’m hiding in this empty space
Tortured by my memories
Of what i left behind

Shut the fuck up, get up
Shut the fuck up, get up
Shut the fuck up, get up

Shut
Up

Times are looking grim these days
Holding on to everything
It’s hard to draw the line
And i, i’m hiding in this empty space
Tortured by my memories
Of what i left behind

Shut the fuck up, get up
Shut the fuck up, get up
Shut the fuck up, get up

Shut the fuck up, get up

Get Up (Letra)

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It doesn’t matter where we go
Silver, blue, white, away or home
It doesn’t matter who you are
You know it coming when you see the star

We’re laying down tracks you’re never gonna walk in
Ahead of our time while you were busy watching
Everybody wants to be a lonestar, a hero
But only Texas has it all!

So get up on your feet (get up, get up)
Now if you wanna scream (get up, get up)
We’re turning up the heat (get up, get up)
Now let me hear you sing (get up, get up)
I wanna be a Cowboy, baby
I wanna be, I wanna be
I wanna be a Cowboy, baby
I wanna be, I wanna be

Get up, get up
Get up, get up

It doesn’t matter what you say
We’re growing stronger each and every day
It doesn’t matter how we do it
We came, we saw, we conquered what you couldn’t

We’re laying down tracks you’re never gonna walk in
Ahead of our time while you were busy watching
Everybody wants to be a lonestar, a hero
But only Texas has it all!

So get up on your feet (get up, get up)
Now if you wanna scream (get up, get up)
We’re turning up the heat (get up, get up)
Now let me hear you sing (get up, get up)
I wanna be a Cowboy, baby
I wanna be, I wanna be
I wanna be a Cowboy, baby
I wanna be, I wanna be

I want you on your feet, so if you want it, scream

So get up on your feet (get up, get up)
Now if you wanna scream (get up, get up)
We’re turning up the heat (get up, get up)
Now let me hear you sing (get up, get up)
I wanna be a Cowboy, baby
I wanna be, I wanna be
I wanna be a Cowboy, baby
I wanna be, I wanna be

So get up on your feet, yeah
Now if you wanna scream
Oh, we’re turning up the heat
Now let me hear you sing
So get up on your feet (get up, get up)
Now if you wanna scream (get up, get up)
We’re turning up the heat (get up, get up)
Now let me hear you sing (get up, get up)

Get Up (Letra)

Ciara

Ciara Part. Chamillionaire

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Ladies and gentlemen!
Ciara

He said
‘Hi, my name is so and so
Baby can you tell me yours?
You look like you came to do
One thing (Set it off) ‘
I started on the left
And I had to take him to the right
He was out of breath
But he kept on dancin’ all night

You tryin, admit it
But you just can fight the feelin inside
You know it
And I can see it in your eyes
You want me
You smooth as a mother
You’re so undercover
By the way that you was watchin’ me

Ooh! uh
The way you look at me
I’m feelin’ you, uh
I just can’t help it
Tryin’ to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don’t let nothin’ stop you
M-oo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin’ now
So get up!

I said ‘Ciara’s on you radio
Everybody turn it up’
Spicy just like hot sauce
Careful, you might burn it up
You can do the pop lock
Ragtime, don’t stop
That’s the way you gotta get
Get it, make ya body rock

You tryin, admit it
But you just can beat the feelin inside
You know it
Cuz I can see it in your eyes
You want me
You smooth as a mother
You’re so undercover
By the way that you was watchin’ me

Ooh! uh
The way you look at me
I’m feelin’ you, uh
I just can’t help it
Tryin’ to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don’t let nothin’ stop you
M-oo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin’ now
So get up!

Ooh, I love the way you vibe with me
Dance with me forever
We can have a good time, follow me
To the beat together
You and me, one on one
Breakin’ it down
You can’t walk away now
We got to turn this place out

It’s the kid that stay ridin’ big
The one the police tried to catch ridin’ dirty
In the club before eleven o’clock
Like I’m tryin to catch it down kinda early
Look, ya thick her hair brown and curly
She love the way my ride shinin pearly
City boys say she fine a pretty
In the country boys say she fine and ‘purrty’
My pockets thick as green, it’s curvy
And the ladies know soon as they see my jewelry
If bein’ fresh to death is a crime
I think it’s time for me to see the jury
You know Chamillionaire stay on the grind
A hustla like me is hard to find
I ain’t really impressed, yes
Unless it’s about some dollar signs
Ain’t really no need to call you fine
I know you be hearin’ that all the time
I’m watchin’ you do ya step, do ya step
Yep it’s goin down

Ooh! uh
The way you look at me
I’m feelin’ you, uh
I just can’t help it
Tryin’ to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don’t let nothin’ stop you
M-oo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin’ now
So get up!

Ooh! uh
The way you look at me
I’m feelin’ you, uh
I just can’t help it
Tryin’ to keep it cool, uh
I can feel it in the beat, uh
When you do those things to me, uh
Don’t let nothin’ stop you
M-oo-ve, ring the alarm
The club is jumpin’ now
So get up!

I got to have you baby
Uh, I feel it
I got to have you baby
I got to have you baby
Uh, I feel it
I got to have you baby

Get Up (Letra)

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Chorus 1:
Feel like throwing in the towel don’t be a fool
They’re out to knock you out, put you down
For the count
Watch the left, watch the right, below
The belt
They’ll run you round and round it’s plain to see
It’s never gonna stop they’ll run ya till you drop
There ain’t no power around can keep a good man down
Chorus 2:
There’s still some fight in me
That’s how it’ll always be
Hold your head up high, look ‘em in the eye, never say die
Get up and make it work
You say that love has got you down well that’s bull
If love has got you down then love can pick you right back up
There ain’t no power around can keep a good man down
Walking down a dead end street
No mercy at your feet
They’re holding all the cards, making things so hard, before it goes too far
Get up and make it work
Get up and make it work
Chorus 1
Chorus 2
Get up and make it work
Get up and make it work
Get up and make it work
Get up and make it work

Get Up (Letra)

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And when the body finally starts to let go
Let it all go at once
Not peice by peice,
But like a whole bucket of stars
Dumped into the universe
Whoooh! watcb it go!
Good-bye small hands, good-bye small heart
Good-bye small head
My soul is climbing tree trunks
And swinging from every branch

They’re calling on me,
They’re calling on me…

Do you think i’m an animal?
Am i not?
Do you like fur
Do you wanna come over
Are we captive only for a short time
Is there splendor, i’m not ashamed
Desire shoots through me
Like birds singing
(the way you move no ocean’s waves were ever as fluid)

They’re calling on me,
They’re calling on me…

I hit the mark!
I target moon, i target sky, i target sun.
Fall down on the world before it falls on you.

Like beggars, like stars,
Like whores, us all
Like beggars, like dogs
Like stars, us all

Shoot straight for my heart
(and when you were near no sky was ever quite so clear)

Like stars, so small
Like us, when we fall
Like beggars, like whores
Like lovers, get up!
Get up…too far.

Get Up (Letra)

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Sleep delays my life (get up, get up)
Where does time go? (get up, get up, get up)
I don’t know
Sleep, sleep, sleepy head (get up, get up, get up)
Wake it up…up (get up, get up)
You’ve got all your life (way up ahead) (get up, get up, get up)

Dreams they complicate my life (Dreams they complement my life)

I’ve seen you laying pined (get up, get up)
I’ve seen you laying pined (get up, get up)
Life is rough…rough (get up, get up, get up)
I’ve seen you laying down (get up)
With the loving kind (get up, get up)
I know life is hard…hard (where goes your time?)
Where to turn? Where to turn?

Dreams they complicate my life (Dreams they complement my life)

Dreamtime…

Dreams they complicate my life (Dreams they complement my life)
This time, no escape, I wake up. (get up, get up)

Get Up (Letra)

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Get Up (Letra)

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Do you remember how we used to say
Nothing could ever stand in our way
Well it’s no use pretending things are still the same
‘cause we’re no longer ahead of the game

Well i’ve already gone through it all and it’s true
If you want to survive there’s just one thing to do

Chorus:

Get up! and do something
Get up! and take control of your life
Get up! and do something about it
Don’t ever make the same mistake twice

Just like a flyer high above the ground
I’m on a tightrope, afraid to look down
Well i’m almost approaching the point of no return
Sometimes i wonder if i’ll ever learn

Well i’ve already said that you ought to be proud
Listen, talking is cheap oh but action speaks loud

(chorus)

All of this time you’ve been learning to crawl
When you’re down on your knees you’ve got nowhere to fall
Get up!

Get Up (Letra)

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[mr. cheeks]
I see a whole team of chicks tryin to sit wit us
Drinkin dom, smokin charm, wanna get wit us
Got my, v.i.p. section game locked down
Goin bad for j-bad he just came in town
We lovin tai on the floor, smokin lai wit tips
Ladies in the amazin, cuz we in the mix
All the peeps from my hood,
Wearin timbs and jeans
Lost boyz represent from south jamaica queens
I’m wit my mens spendin ends
Orderin liquors and beers
Aint nuttin new to this
We’ve been doin this for years
I got my drink on kid, and my cash is right
Shorty aight think im not gettin ass tonite?
And wit malik and melquan, my man hassan
Yo shorty what you wearin is turnin me on
Takin me, makin me wanna bounce wit you
It’s alright, we got all night to smoke an ounce or two

[chorus]
Get up and clap yo hands
Come on and clap yo hands

[mr. cheeks]
A few hours in the jam and a fighter
Jeans saggin, timberland tied up
See my old crew from the mystery
Big phil from queensville still gettin cheese
All my peeps from the van gettin nice my man
L.b. style run the while represent my fam
Makin moves makin ho’s puffin buddha sacks
Reresentin lost boyz stayibn true to dat
I must bring it to the funk
Cuz the funk is it
Seein shortie on the floor
Tryin to show the skirt
I wanna, run up on her and…
Push up on her and..
Kick some willie bobo and let her know that i want her and
Hit the door, let the ac hit the streets(streets)
Get our beats(beats), gets in between the sheets
Hit the door, for the fam
Back in my ac, im outta town

Chorus

Its mad cars up in front the piece
Shorties bouncin(bounce bounce)
Niggas on the corner, 40 ouncin
Puffin lai, kickin it to shorties passin by
See some be actin ill
And some be actin fly
But inside it’s the l.b. slide
Music pumpin smokin skunk
Gettin funkdafied
While ro, pretty lou, j-bowl n bo
We just a fiend in effect
Nigga pop the mo
Backed up by jeff star
Ladies takin flicks
Spigg nice got the flyin wit jamaican chicks
It aint no real ill shit, when l.b.’s in town
(get up, get up, get up)
You know how we get down

Get Up (Letra)

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JD: Let’s go
Bow Wow: Uh uh, yea
uh uh yea
JD: Turn it up
Bow Wow: Uh, hey Jay man this is one of so so def hit’s right here
JD: Yea
Bow Wow: this is one of so so def hit’s right here
JD: I know

Chorus:
Get up, get get up, uh, for sho
Get up, get get up, uh, that’s right
Get up, get get up, the game’s twist now

Verse 1: And I’m the blame
Lil shorty wanna rock the twist
Corn rolls ain’t wrapped like this
Huh,I’m the blame
All they do is skip skip when the beat come on
sing the words to every song
To they know what it is and who got style
Lil Bow Wow be the golden child
And I keep y’all suckers shook up
Y’all shoulda never let me and JD hook up

That’s for sho and since Day 1 we ain’t missed
Now don’t y’all wish ya’ll could do it like this

Of Course they do
We keep taring it up
So-so Def playa who hotter than us
Naame one person got a stack like this, got a track record like this
And y’all know
And around here we ain’t playin
We expect you to demand this alf role man

Bridge:
That’s why I got paper rock fresh clothes
I keep the girlies out on the floor
Ya’ll know me SSD
At the tippy top is where we always be
So uh

Chorus:
Get up, get get up, uh, that’s the
Get up, get get up, uh, effect the
Get up, get get up, Bow weezy and when I do what I do is for t.v

Verse 2
Call me the big tugga of C.O
Knowing how to get out of the show from here to rio
I’m so irresistable
So in demand, so not happening I hope you understand
That means don’t step in my rim
I’m like Shaq young boy don’t step in my gym
I got this here so going up against me ain’t a good idea
You the apartment below
I’m the penthouse above
And I’ll step them in the neck like Jacko glove
I’m hard not to love
That’s what the girls say
For not to wanna touch
That’s what the girls say
They run up tryin to give me a kiss
I say you can’t have me I’m to young for you Ms.
They say no your not
Then they start crying
I say I’m 14
And they say stop lying

Bridge:
That’s why I got paper rock fresh clothes
I keep the girlies out on the floor
Ya’ll know me SSD
At the tippy top is where we’ll always be
So uh

Chorus:
Get up, get get up, uh, that’s the
Get up, get get up, uh, effects of
Get up, get get up, Bow weezy and when I do what I do is for t.v

La, la, la, la, la, la la
Uh uh
La, la, la, la, la, la la
La, la, la, la, la, la la
Skip skip it up do my dance
La, la, la, la, la, la la
Do my dance, sing for me laddies
La, la, la, la, la, la la
Skip skip it up oowee

Bridge:
That’s why I got paper rock fresh clothes
I keep the girlies out on the floor
Ya’ll know me SSD
At the tippy top is where we’ll always be
So uh

Chorus:
Get up, get get up, uh, that’s the
Get up, get get up, uh, effects of
Get up, get get up, Bow weezy and when I do what I do is for t.v

That’s why I got paper rock fresh clothes
I keep the girlies out on the floor
Ya’ll know me SSD
At the tippy top is where we’ll always be
Repeat

Get up, get get up, uh, that’s the
Get up, get get up, uh, effects of
Get up, get get up, Bow weezy and when I do what I do is for t.v

That’s why I got paper rock fresh clothes
I keep the girlies out on the floor
Ya’ll know me SSD
At the tippy top is where we’ll always be

Get Up (Letra)

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(akinyele)
Yo it should be a crime
The way i murder these rhymes
I flip hundreds of lines
Cause i’m done hit this mic over 7 times
I shine
I glitter
In niggers pussy like cat litter
Who would ever consider this pepto bismol drinking nigga
Bring a ruckas and i’ll start shitting on you motherfuckers
Cause the raps i give
They running through your ass like a laxative huh
I could get drastic
Like rupaul swing that dried dick
I get aggy when i hit
I get you boombastic
Cause akinyele only give you boom back shit
Original incredible lyrical hook for years
But y’all wasn’t trying to hear
Like you hear them through (?) ears
I kick it loud and clear
Make you whisper like those motherfucking temptations is out
Hey yea
I end careers
By the pier like pliers
This mic get iced once i cream niggas like wires
Paper weight fires
Play them both sides of the fence like barbed wires
But i will make your whole entire empire retire
Once i’m dressed in army atire
All you hear is repeated gun fire
Leaving your chest heated like clunky dryers

(akinyele) hook
We came to fuck you right on up (3x)
So if you want to
Get up (8x)
I’ll bust you down
We came to fuck you right on up (2x)

(akinyele)
Even on a blind date
You couldn’t get with me
I’ll put these hot ass tecs on your neck
And give you permanent hickies
Leave you in lakes like ricky
Think that i was distributing whisky
The way niggas be riding on me tipsy
The rhyme chief maker, hittin punch lines
Like a rapper who slammed his sister loose leaf paper
It don’t get no better than this
I got that medicine
For rock veterans
I’m bad to the bone like skeletons
Or some dracula shit
Biting mics turning niggas into vampires
Cause they can’t get no light huh
Kid can’t you tell
That it’s the aki-nyele
I be holding this shit down like a bucket ina well
Jammed like hell
And plus i rock your dome without stones
The black stallion
Pack the certified chrome to make you think i’m italian
From the way that i roam
I drunk and stuck the microphones like boooo
Niggas think it’s dial tones
And start looking for miss jones
You clones
Are soft like foam
I like rap superstars out of their twilight ass zone
Like doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
When n n n n n
What the hell you think it’s the ak
You be like huh what
Like i’m yelling it’s my beat huh what
Niagga don’t sleep

Hook

(women)
We came to fuck you up (12x)

Hook

Get Up (Letra)

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[Lil’ Bow Wow+(J.D.)]
(Let’s go) Uh huh, uh yeah (uh)
Uh huh uh (turn it up) yeah
Uh huh, hey J man? (yeah)
This one of J.D.’s So So Def hits right here
(I know) Get up, get get up (yeah)
Uh huh, fo’ sho’, that’s right, get up, get get up
The game’s in the twist now (is that right)
And I’m the blame

[Bow Wow]
Lil’ shorty wanna rock the twists
Cornrows and rep like this, huh, I’m the blame
All they do is skip skip when the beat come on
Sing the words to every song
See they know what it is and who got style
Lil Bow Wow be the golden child
And I keep ya’ll suckas shook up
Ya’ll shoulda never let me and J.D. hook up

[J.D.]
That’s fo’ sho’ cause since day one we ain’t miss
Now don’t ya’ll wish ya’ll could do it like this

[Bow Wow]
Of course they do, we keep tearin it up
So So Def playa, who hotter than us
Name one person wit’ a stack like this
Gotta track records like this
And ya’ll know around here homie we ain’t playin
We demand you respect this afro man
That’s why

[Hook]
I got paper-rock fresh clothes
I get the girlies out on the floor
Ya’ll know me, S.S.D.
At the tippy top is where we’ll always be
So uh

[Chorus]
Get up, get get up
That’s the
Get up, get get up
Affects of
Get up, get get up
Bow Weezy
When I do it I do it like it’s for T.V.

[Bow Wow]
Call me the big cheese of the C.O.
Known for gettin up out the store
From here to Rio
I’m so irresistible, so in demand
So not having it, I hope you understand
That means don’t step in my rim
I’m like Shaq young boy, don’t step in my gym
I got this here and that’s where you standin at
So going up against me ain’t a good idea
You the apartment below, I’m the pent house above
And I sparkle ‘round the neck like Jackal’s club
I’m hard not to love-that’s what the girl’s say
Hard not to wanna touch-that’s what the girl’s say
They run up tryna to give me a kiss
I said, "You can’t have me, I’m too young for you miss."
They say, "No you’re not," then they start crying
I said "I’m fourteen," and they say "Stop lying!"

[Repeat hook]

[Repeat chorus]

[Girl’s voice + (Bow Wow)]
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
(Skip it up, skip skip it up, do my dance)
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

[Repeat hook]

[Repeat chorus]

[Repeat hook 2x]

[Repeat chorus]

Get Up (Letra)

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Don’t just sit there, get up!

Check the groove, bron to make you moove.
Paid some dues never sang the blues.
How I choose to give the love to you
Take it it on the road all across the globe.

We’ve got people feeling hot from state to state,
beats hit harder than a heavy weight.
Others are lame, playing the game, wordly acclaim,
that’s how were straight just gaining the fame.

Ah yeah, I got something I wanna say,
no no, don’t just sit there, get up! get up!

Now you know that we will rock every show from here to tokyo.
Bond blood brothers with sisters, I love ya, never uncover, let you discover.
How we got you open, let me make a point, we ain’t the ones who gonna disappoint.
What’s understood, you wanna feel good, carry on that vibe back in your neighbourhood.

Who got the hip that can make you hop?
Who holds the rock and can make it roll?
Who brings it live with the party vibe?
put your hands high, shut your eyes and scream!

Here’s a little something for the worldly wise,
as we continue to galvanise.
We let these fakers scratch their heads,
as these bakers proceed to ake the bread rise.

Get Up (Letra)

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Sleep delays my life (get up, get up)
Where does time go? (get up, get up, get up)
I don’t know
Sleep, sleep, sleepy head (get up, get up, get up)
Wake it up…up (get up, get up)
You’ve got all your life (way up ahead) (get up, get up, get up)

Dreams they complicate my life (Dreams they complement my life)

I’ve seen you laying pined (get up, get up)
I’ve seen you laying pined (get up, get up)
Life is rough…rough (get up, get up, get up)
I’ve seen you laying down (get up)
With the loving kind (get up, get up)
I know life is hard…hard (where goes your time?)
Where to turn? Where to turn?

Dreams they complicate my life (Dreams they complement my life)

Dreamtime…

Dreams they complicate my life (Dreams they complement my life)
This time, no escape, I wake up. (get up, get up)

Get Up! (Letra)

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You stand tall while people sway
(True to your self)
Leave them fakers on the shelf
(Heed your calling)
Go and do your thing, I make I hear you say…

Get up, get up and hold your ground
You don’t care what goes around
Stand up, stand up and hold your ground (stand up)
Hold your ground
Them no bigger than us
No bigger than we
No bigger than you
No bigger than me
Them no bigger than us
No bigger than we
No bigger than you
No bigger than me (hey hey)

(Get up! Get up!)
Yeah
(You gotta gotta!)
(Stand up! Stand up)
Stand up on me
(Get up! Get up!)
Alright
(You gotta gotta!)
(Stand up! Stand up!)
Yeah yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

(Ah-ha, ah-ha, ah-ha)
(Ah-ha-ah-ha-ah-ha)
(Ah-ha, ah-ha)
(Ah-ha-ah-ha-ah-ha)
Get up and
Stand up and
Hold it
Get up and
Stand up and
Hold it
Feel it!

(Don’t feel no shame)
Let them know you’re not the same
(Don’t feel no way)
You stand tall while people sway
(True to your self)
Leave them fakers on the shelf
(Heed your calling)
Oh, go and do your thing, I make I hear you s-a-a-a-y…

[Chorus (x2)]

Get Up (Letra)

Lil' Bow Wow

Lil' Bow Wow

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Here’s a song for all the little men, who get forgotten
Trodden time and time again
Here’s a message for the little guy, don’t let this situation pass you by
You’re in the middle while the big mouths fight
You get it from the left and the right, ain’t it crazy

So get out of your easy chairs, we’ve got a lot to do out there
Well ain’t we
Good’s gone bad but right is wrong and i don’t know which side i’m on lately

Get up from the down you are in
Come out of your homes and let’s see your faces
Get up out of your easy chairs, get up and show ‘em that you’re there
Get up it’s your one salvation
Wise up to the situation

Somebody gotta get up and shout
Somebody gotta give us some clout
You’re the ones to make it all work out
It all depends on you

Get up off your arses men
Don’t let ‘em think you’re getting lazy
Get up out of your easy chairs
We gotta lot to do out there, well ain’t we
Get up, get up, get up,
Get up, get up, get up

Get Up (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Get up (get up)
Get up (get up)
Everybody get up

Get up (get up)
Get up (get up)
Everybody get up

Get up (get up)
Get up (get up)
Everybody get up

Get up (get up)
Get up (get up)
Everybody

Get that stupid look up up your face
I say the same
And you should slip up on this time

And get a grip
Get up (get up)
Get up (get up)

Cut the formals, let it go to the haters
Nigga flickin’ thought I don’t see but fade us
I can heat the blocks, don’t know where your upgrade is

You’ll pop like you drop, we’ll see out who’s the greater
The british tried to hire you as a pick chaser
You’ll be sexed up, looking like we would’ve made love

Look, now I’ll be back, see you later
Walk up in the club, could I get a drink, waiter?
I drink levis like y’all drink liquor

Laughing at your stupid like you wanna fell asleep girl
Now look at you
I flow like like the rest, make it threw to the flu

Sick up in you car, what you gonna do
She’s run up in the sky
What the hell I gonna do

The hell I wanna do
You can try to hang on me
Now, I’ll be breaking down

To the sounds of the beat
‘Cause I like slim boys from the ghetto
Making tails, pocket nails

My motto
Slevish, looking body, getting in the hot tub
Everybody in the club just wile out

Get up (get up) get up (get up)
Get up (get up) get up (get up)
Just wile out

Get up (get up) get up (get up)
Get up (get up) get up (get up)
Just wile out

Get up (get up) get up (get up)
Get up (get up) get up (get up)
Just wile out

Get up (get up) get up (get up)
Get up (get up) get up (get up)
Just wile out

Get up (get up) get up (get up)
Get up (get up) get up (get up)
Just wile out

Get up (get up) get up (get up)
Get up (get up)
Everybody
Get up (get up)

We won’t beg you in
This time we reck us in
When they send you straight

We goin’ own you up
That’s what black said
Commander shit

But we ain’t no feds
While on out, we lookin’ to used too
Get your back on the floor
Better not damn move

Move, now I’m making you to
Disobey an issue
Damn nigga you lose

Pal boy, you boo
Seven get down
Party’s in beamore

Please, I just missed it
Don’t mean no, but the black star’s here
I’m bringing s.p. But I’ll bring more mix

Ain’t body wanna know right there, right here
And, quit playin’ on the dance floor
Come here, now tell me what you meant for
Just wile out, just wile out

Get Up (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Get up (get up)
Get up (get up)
Everybody get up
Get up (get up)
Get up (get up)
Everybody get up
Get up (get up)
Get up (get up)
Everybody get up
Get up (get up)
Get up (get up)
Everybody
Get that stupid look up up your face
I say the same…