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Get Yo A** Up
8Ball & MJG
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I be ballin' on you niggas, callin' on you bitches
Come on see what daddy want, you know that that daddy don't
Do nuthin' but turn corners when you see me ridin' in it
M-J-G, pimp tight, I reside in Memphis
Tennessee, my cup is filled with Hennessy
Fuck you too, when you feel that you ain't feelin' me
When my inner whistle blow, you hear the pistol go
Off like a motherfucker, hit ya high, hit ya low
Stop savin' a ho, and sellin' bitches dreams man
Especially when she ain't down with the team plan
Cause I can do extremely bad by myself
I don't need a sloppy ho to help the start of death
See I'm fin' to dip, so I hit the strip, in the Cut-thang
That's a Cutlass, two do', with too much bang
In the trunk, with the pump behind the kick box
Nigga do somethin' about it, get mad, get hot
I be ballin' on you niggas, callin' on you bitches
Ballin' on you niggas, callin' on you bitches
Get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up
Get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up
Look my babies they need food everyday
When they get sick, mayne the doctor ain't free
Light bill, once a month, rain or shine
Bad things seem to have no sense of time
Better get ya grind, nigga use ya mind
Niggas losin' time, I got friends of mine
Won't get up off the dope, satisfied with broke
In and out of the jailhouse, for playin' with dope
Fuck school niggas, better go and pick up a book
White folks done perfected bein' educated crooks
Stack yo' paper, don't spend it on hoes
But that's so hard when a nigga never had no
Nuthin' on TV but diamonds and Bentleys
Real life niggas got apartments and hoopties
Everybody not rich, lot of niggas hurtin'
All I'm sayin' niggas gone put that work in
I be ballin' on you niggas, callin' on you bitches
Ballin' on you niggas, callin' on you bitches
Get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up
Get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up
Get yo' back off the wall, get yo' ass off the couch
Get yo' nose out her neck, get his dick out yo' mouth
See my clique out the South, but I'm extended in a few cities
A couple of different partners, couple of different sets of niggas
I keep it gritty like the bottom of a syrup bottle
I believe in God, but I ain't tryin' to be no church scholar
I take a rock and squeeze juice from it
You ain't old enough, wise enough, or strong enough to stomach
What I done did, I done faced the game of life
Fell off and came up twice, raised a daughter with my wife
And I ice skate, on the thin line of love and hate
I done rolled dope for days out, drinkin', druggin' late
Now, what you niggas know about me payin' dues man
16 Years old, travelin' with the blues band
Tenderfoot niggas can't even wear my shoes man
If you feel me, let me see the crowd movin'
I be ballin' on you niggas, callin' on you bitches
Ballin' on you niggas, callin' on you bitches
Get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up
Get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up, get yo' ass up
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