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Get the fuck up! |
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Simon says get the fuck up |
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Throw your hands in the sky |
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Bruisers in the back sippin' 'gnac, y'all what's up? |
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Girls, rub on your titties (yeahhh!) |
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Yeah I said it, rub on your titties |
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New York City gritty committee pity the fool that |
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Act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty |
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Y'all know the name! |
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Pharoahe fuckin' Monch, ain't a damn thang changed |
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You all up in the Range and shit, inebriated |
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Strayed from your original plan, you deviated |
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I alleviated the pain, with the long-term goals |
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Took my underground loot, without the gold |
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You sold platinum round the world, I sold wood in the hood |
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But when I'm in the street and shit it's all good |
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I'm soon to motivate a room, control the game like Tomb Raider |
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Roc-clock dollars, flip tips like a waiter, block shots |
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Style's greater, let my lyrics anoint |
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If you holdin' up the wall then you missin' the point |
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Get the fuck up! |
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Simon says get the fuck up |
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Put your hands to the sky |
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Brooklyn in the back shootin' crack now what's up? |
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Girlies, rub on your titties (yeahhh!) |
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Fuck it, I said rub on your titties |
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New York City gritty committee pity the fool that |
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Act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty |
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Yo, where you at? uptown let me see 'em |
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Notorious for the six-fives and the BMs |
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Heads give you beef, you put 'em in the mausoleum |
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And shit don't start pumpin' til after 12 P.M. |
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Uh, ignorant minds, I free 'em |
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If you tired of the same old everyday you will agree I'm |
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The most obligated, hard and R-rated |
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Stated to be the best, I must confess the star made it |
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Some might even say this song is sexist-s-s |
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'Cause I asked the girls to rub on their breasts-s-s |
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Whether you're ridin' the train or in Lexuses |
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This is for either/or Rolies or Timexes-s |
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Wicked like Exorcist, this is the joint |
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You holdin' up the wall, then you missin' the point |
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get the fuck up |
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Simon says get the fuck up |
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Throw your hands in the sky |
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The Bronx is in the back shootin' craps now what's up? |
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Girls, rub on your titties (yeahhh!) |
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I said rub on your titties |
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New York City gritty commitee pity the fool that |
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Act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty |
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New Jeru, get the fuck up! |
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Shaolin, get the fuck up! |
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Long Isle, get the fuck up! |
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Worldwide, get the fuck up! |