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rye rye - get up (exclusive) lyrics

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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
n+gga fl!ckin’ thought i don’t see but fade us
i can heat the blocks, don’t know where your upgradе is
you’ll pop like you drop, we’ll see out who’s the grеater
the british tried to hire you as a pick chaser
you’ll be s+xed 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 h+ll i gonna do

the h+ll 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 sh+t

but we ain’t no feds
while on out, we lookin’ to used too
get your back on the floor
better not d+mn move

move, now i’m making you to
disobey an issue
d+mn n+gga 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

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