Songtexte:
Lost Boyz Get Up

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

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

up out the dresser Grabbed the weight up out the closet Po-po coming but I'm scared to toss it Y'all know what happened last time I lost it Can't tell

born in Providence, small neighborhood Ain't much not, and use to date Pretty Lou from the Lost Boyz So captivated by the way you walk, so caught up by

[1st Verse] In the new millennium You can't play with nobody's mind Man Deliberately messing up a good thing Or holding up a grind And You already

em out) Aye! <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> [Berse 1] TIP comin live from the VIP, heard the night life lost life

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

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

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