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Trick Daddy Get On Up

get on up? Get on up, get on up Won't cha get on up? Get on up, get on up Get on up, won't cha get on up? Get on up Get on up, get on up, won't cha get

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

deeds If your period's on, then fall to your knees Bitch, you belong in a sex asylum Every trick in the book, your dog ass has tried 'em Blame it on your

open on this one trick, now he's played out Think it's Lil' Mo (was plottin plans on gettin bigger) (Precious was his way to put his hands on Lil' Trigga

on, nigga then we first to bomb Bust on these bitch-made niggaz hit 'em up, WESTSIDE Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga Finger on the trigger Lord

arrested Niggas need a spot where we can kick it A spot where we belong, that's just for us Niggas ain't gotta get all dressed up and be Hollywood

? She s'posed to be my friend. [MAN:] Come on, come on, baby, don't worry 'bout her, I mean we can leave here, go get something to eat. You hungry? [

better than most dudes soon as you get close to her heart you was old news that's how she rose through a thorn on a rose who had horns on that head and

't know where you lay Betta act right fo' I get uptight Act up I'm a let da automatic spray [x2:] (Get em) boy there ya go (Get em) boy there ya go Blocka