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lost boyz – get up (remix) lyrics

[mr. cheeks]
i see a whole team of chicks tryin to sit wit us
we 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
ain’t 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

[hook]
get up and clap yo hands
come on and clap yo hands

[mr. cheeks]
this two hours in the jam and a fighter
jeans saggin, timberland tied up
see my old crew from the mysteries
big phil from queensville still gettin cheese
all my peeps on the van gettin nice my man
l.b. style run the while represent my fam
drinkin mos makin ho’s puffin buddha sacks
representin lost boyz stayin true to dat
i must bring it to the funk
cuz the flow 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, i’m outta town
chorus

it’s mad cars up in front the piece
shorties bouncin (bounce bounce)
n+ggas 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
n+gga pop the mo
backed up by jeff star
ladies takin fl!cks
spigg nice got the flyin wit jamaican chicks
it ain’t no real ill sh+t, when l.b.’s in town
(get up, get up, get up)
you know how we get down

- lost boyz lyrics

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