Everybody Get Up

[Timbaland:] (Jump off) Timbo and Joey Crack about to flip! Yeahhhhhh, flip! Yeahhhhhh, flip! Yeahhhhhh, flip! Yeahhhhhh, oh! [Chorus 1: Fat Joe] Get up, get get, get down You ain't come to party muh'fucker just sit down Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, get up, get up [Chorus 2: Fat Joe] She's bad, she's bad, she's bad I know she's bad Everybody get up! Get up, get up, get up, get up Get up, get up, get up, get up [Fat Joe:] Guess who's back? Yeah, guess who's back? They call me Pillsbury dough-bwoyyyy 'Cause they know I really get that dough bwoyyyy Dropped "Lean Back," it was so propers Then I had to circle back with some mo' choppers Mo' guns, mo' nines, whole lotta, money Mo' biggie sing it with me, "mo' problems" Uhh, it's the BX finest, cook coke crack Baby please rewind this, and yeah I know I'm hot You don't need to remind us, ladies! "Your royal penis is clean, your highness" Uhh, I can't do nuttin' right these days Got chicks mad at me 'cause I lost some weight Timbo and coke And we 'bout to haunt the town in the sky blue ghost New York! Damn I hate to brag and boast But "I'm richhhh," Timbaland bring in the chorus [Timbaland:] Everybody get up! [Chorus 1] [Timbaland:] Everybody get up! [Chorus 1] [Timbaland:] Everybody get up! [Chorus 2] [Fat Joe:] You about to witness, greatness at it's prime You should tape this Matter fact, go 'head, congratulate us Rucker, three-peat champ, see us Lakers (whattup Reem?) Homey please don't hate us She said that she was single, yo leave or make up, damn! I'm out in L.A. within a week Honies go to, from and they cut (aowwww) V.A. is you wit me now Couple bricks of that yay and it's Philly-bound, feel me now I'd rather die in prison, than to be a broke nigga Live my life in the kitchen, into bakin' pies One of my addictions, on the mound 95 mile per hour pitches, volleyball servin' 'em The iron is itchin' To straighten any nigga out tryin to diss on... crack [Chorus 1] [Timbaland:] Everybody get up! [Chorus 1] [Timbaland:] Everybody get up! [Chorus 2 x 2] [Fat Joe:] She's bad like MJ's sister I ain't gotta talk fast, give a day and I'll twist her Ain't gotta be celebrity to get with me, shit I fuck bitches that look worse than... As long as they head right and ass fat I put a pillow over they face and ass that, crack 'Bout to cruise down your avenue In the back of that cad, think collateral Ain't no tellin' what this clip and the mac'll do Ask Timb, I got the beat by kidnappin' Maganoo In other words don't fool with us Aiyyo Timbaland, tell 'em what to do [Timbaland:] Everybody get up! [Chorus 1] [Timbaland:] Everybody get up! [Chorus 1] [Timbaland:] Everybody get up! [Chorus 2] [Fat Joe:] Crack!