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(50 cent):
Chours 1: 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 me that California love and a lil new york hatin it's all of the above And when I'm playin I'm sayin I'm off the chain you niggas better follow the instructions I said (Get up!) Verse 1: 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 Chorus 2: 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 yo, I want to see you move and get all into the grove 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!) Verse 2: Girl, you look good I want get to know you better You look good in them jeans and them red steletos You got a bently coup 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 R |
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