town Know how we get down Get up and clap yo hands Come on and clap yo hands Get up and clap yo hands Come on and clap yo hands Get up and clap yo
Prijevod: Lost Boyz. Ustati.
flicks Spigg Nice got the flyin wit Jamaican chicks it aint no real ill shit, when L.B.'s in town (Get up, Get Up, Get Up) you know how we get down
of true love When I was lost and so in need You opened you heart (opened up your heart) I needed you to comfort me You opened you arms (opened up
something good to me Whoever wrote the words that come out of her mouth They know just how to get to me Well she's my muse and I get sick to my stomach
Same niggas I just can't fool wid Niggas got guns and ready to use it So I'm trapped up against the wall Watchin' y'all niggas plottin' on me Tryin' ah, catch me up
, poet, never to mention I love my lady rebel we can get the stroke on, we can get the stroke on, we can get the stroke on, we can get the stroke
Mr. Policeman And duck if ya wanna pump your fist in tha air And pray for tha politicianz freely, get a amen? Tha last dayz of tha last dayz Thas why I get high, thas why I get
rocky punch trying to get it in, get it in, get it in, wanna let my stick hit it miss hockey puck? I'm hella dope, get hella dough, I even got a big
am TURNT UP These are the signs that I am turnt up [Talk:] Aye bro get up Ben J wake up dog what's up with you [Chorus:] I'm turnt up I'm I'm turnt up jus lost
flip flop, ding More flip cot, dirty pick rocks G.I . just lean on 'em Bitch, get scared and swing on 'em Problem too big, put the team on 'em They still running up
flops Boy fifth cock, derty get rocks Gee, I'll just lean on him Miss business herre then he swing on 'em Problem too big, put the team on 'em They still running up
now (whats up) It's time for the real nigga role call Now when you hear your city or state being called You put your motherfuckin' middle finger up
get 'em up (Get 'em up) Put 'em up (Put 'em up) Stop actin' like a bitch and get yo hands up Well get 'em up (Get 'em up) Put 'em up (Put 'em up) Stop
a nigga know And when I get my chips, you know what I'ma go and get A house and kicks, and a couple of whips [Curren$y] Now when I pull up, niggas running
chicks wanna get with me Because the 6 got more appliances than Circuit City [Chorus - 2x] [Afficial] Afficial we the Reebok boys, call us a classic And rap slowly up
why they can't believe it But we all quarterbacks and y'all gotta receive it But they don't catch it till a year later Minds kill, niggas lost so they gotta catch up
