Lyrics:
up and work
Lay down to sleep
Another year gone by
Get up and work
Lay down to sleep
Another year gone by
Get up and work
Lay down to sleep
Another
me, we are (down)
Here by your side always to (hold me down, baby!)
For all my niggas I war for
Blow the 4-4 for, you know I gets (down)
Even if
I'ma break that bitch down
Out of town for the weekend, accompanied by three friends
I'm supplyin' all y'all drinks then
Vacationin' from work, end
down
Out of town for the weekend, accompanied by three friends
I'm supplyin' all y'all drinks then
Vacationin' from work, end up takin' time off
Had
to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
Man I pull up in your city and get my Bush
of money.
Like I say ol' Jack Johnson he was a pugilist,
He was a pugilist by preference and by profession
And one day ol' Jack came walkin' on down by
time we come around
Put your hand up, down
Every time we come around
You know I got that check on me, you know I got that 9 on me
Play with it or get
Time to get up get up get up get up
Time to get up get up get up
Ohh
It's Time to get up get up get up get up
Time to get up get up get up
Ohh
related to one of them Samoans, Aye
I’m on a mission trying to get it fo it’s gone
I been hustling too long, I think it’s time you put me on
I be posted by
thought that it was funny
But who's the dummy, 'cause, now you done lost the hustler
A down-ass brother done been replaced by a buster
And though I got
the time of your life boy, if you want, I'll show you the way.
Gotta get down with the master, I'll show you every difficult move.
Take me by the hand, take
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
why we talking about it
Yeah, we talking about it
So deal with it, don't try to get by it
Ain't no time to deny it
So we had to sit down and just
why we talking about it
Yeah, we talking about it
So deal with it, don't try to get by it
Ain't no time to deny it
So we had to sit down and just
for hours
I even killed the time by helpin' my man pass out fliers
Now all I wanna do is get in where I fit in
Shake my ass with the baddest pigeon with
(Get on down)
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
(Get on down)
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
If you find a bag
(Get on down)
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
(Get on down)
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
If you find a bag
ahead and kiss the ground
Get 'em up
Get 'em get 'em up
The fresh restored mustang small block 302
Drove by the bank a dozen times this afternoon
the dough money-maker rump-shaker
To the bedroom I said, "Hmm, I'll take her"
If you don't want her don't waste her time
(Looked her up and down, said,
particular
point in time to sell out four nights in a row at the Long Beach arena in Los f'king Angeles. Somewhere
close anyway, a stone's throw down the road.
we're rarely disrespected
I got all the time that I need to kill
What's that time?
It's time to get ill
You been fully captivated by that funky ass
we're rarely disrespected
I got all the time that I need to kill
What's that time?
It's time to get ill
You been fully captivated by that funky ass
it's always mean time, I'm gettin'
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my
it down buss it down buss it down bop bop
Bop bop bop
I flirt with my eyes
Keep looking got you hypnotize
Thick thighs we save lives
I don’t got time
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