Get Up - Lost Boyz

I see a whole team of chicks tryin to sit wit us

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

Weve been doin this for years

I got my drink on kid and my cash is right

Shorty aight think I'm not gettin a** 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

Its alright we got all night to smoke an ounce or two

Get up and clap yo hands

Come on and clap yo hands

A few hours in the jam and a fighter

Jeans saggin timberland tied up

See my old crew from the mystery

Big phil from queensville still gettin cheese

All my peeps from the van gettin nice my man

L b style run the while represent my fam

Makin moves makin hos puffin buddha sacks

Reresentin lost boyz stayibn true to dat

I must bring it to the funk

Cuz the funk 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

Its mad cars up in front the piece

Shorties bouncin(bounce bounce)

Niggas 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 its the l b slide

Music pumpin smokin skunk

Gettin funkdafied

While ro pretty lou j-bowl n bo

We just a fiend in effect

Ni**a pop the mo

Backed up by jeff star

Ladies takin flicks

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)