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Ludacris - Stand Up lyrics
Stand Up!Stand Up! Stand Up!Stand Up! (Chorus: Ludacris & Shawna) When I move you move(jus like dat) When I move you move(jus like dat) When I move you move(jus like dat) Hell yea! Ay DJ bring dat back! (When I move you move)Jus like dat (When I move you move)Jus like dat (When I move you move)Jus like dat (Hell yea! Ay DJ bring dat back!) How u aint gon' Fuck, girl im me Im the God Damn reason you in VIP CEO you dont have to see ID Im young, wild and straped like Chi-Ali BLAOW!We aint got nothin to worry about Whoop ass! Let security carry 'em out Watch out for the medellion, my diamonds are wreckless Feels like a midget is hangin from my necklace I pulled up wit a million trucks Lookin, smellin, feelin like a million bucks-aah! Pass the bottles the heat is on We in a huddle all smokin that Cheech & Chong What's wrong? The club and the moon is full And im lookin for a thick young lady to pull 1 sure shot way to get em outta of them pants Take note to the brand new dance, like this (Chorus) Go on wit your big ass! lemme see somethin Tell ya lil friend he can quit mean muggin Im lit and i dont care what no one thinks But where the fuck is the waitress at wit my drinks!?!?! My people outside and they cant get in We gon rush the back door and break em in The owner already pissed cuz we sorta late But our time and our clothes gotta coordinate Some girls lookin right, some lookin a mess Thats why they spillin drinks all over your dress But Louis Vuttion bras all over your breasts Got me wantin to put hickies all over your chest-aah C'mon we gon party tonight Yall use mouth to mouth bring the party to life Dont be scurred, show another part of your life The more drinks in your system the harder to fight! (Chorus) [Bridge] Stand up!Stand up! Stand up!Stand up! Damn right the fire marshall wanna shut us down Get us out so some one can gun us down We was two songs away from gettin cutta Now we one song away from tearin the club up Move over! Luda got somethin to say Do it now cuz 'tomorrow' aint promised 'today' Work wit me! Lets become one wit da beat And dont worry bout me steppin all over your feet (Chorus) |
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