all know what time it is? Get ready for it! Ohhh Step up ready Yessir! [Chorus] Somebody gon' get they ass kicked Somebody gon' get their wig split Somebody gon' get they ass kicked Somebody gon' get
know what time it is? Get ready for it! Ohhh Step up ready Yessir! [Chorus] Somebody gon' get they ass kicked Somebody gon' get their wig split Somebody gon' get they ass kicked Somebody gon' get
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what time it is? Get ready for it! Ohhh Step up ready Yessir! [Chorus] Somebody gon' get they ass kicked Somebody gon' get their wig split Somebody gon' get they ass kicked Somebody gon' get
It On The A-A-A-A-A-Alcohol She Had Her Hair Did, It Was Bound To Fall Down Down For A Damn, Cudi Already Said It Her Poker Face Book I'd already read it
can move it and drop it With her clothes on, it makes her topless She a hot girl in her own world On the spot, girl Body tease, body all grease like a S curl My dizzies get
't let it come our way) Oh, I said, oh, yeah When they come to lock you down (Don't let it come our way) Look in, they grill and get the real 'Cuz expressions
get no break When your fake ass friends, don't help you out when you need it Be on some real bullshit, politely tell you to beat it Fuck that, get your
deal Keep it tight, and this is how we steal It's that real, it's that new How we come thru Mr. Sexy keep hot with us Let's go get it, tried to come
in this bitch! Get buck in this bitch! Get buck in this bitch! Get crunk in this bitch! Get drunk in this bitch! Get fucked in this bitch! Get fucked
mind, it is from the back Gimme one more win once again from the back Next time I think I'm gonna win with some Pat Some Hen, some Cap, some droolin
. Messing with my body 'bout to hurt somebody ___________ Boy, hurry up, Need to see if you can bring it all Boy, give it up, If you can take it You're gonna get it
off days Young Money got cheese like hog head now lay it down just like MJG and ball said yea and I?m, I?m so hard body so, I?m so hard body pshh what
eel for the fuck of it, queen you know I'm lovin' it Dick, never suckin' it unless I see a buck in it You need the whip, cluck it kid, I'm furious Leavin
the year 1982 a music was created. It was given the title: Gangsta Rap It had no positive messages, no redeeming value, hated and feared By the establishment, it
got it, we want it, move it and flaunt it Shake it and sway it, die just to lay it Try to suppress it till they undress it Beg 'em to use it, cry not
