jump in and get me some funky When push comes to shove You talk too much and way too rough How 'bout we both shut up and let's make love I'm home hangin
shut up and let's make love I'm home hangin', the walls bangin' It's the neighbor next door They're talking trashy or doing the nasty They keep me up
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both shut up and let's make love I'm home hangin', the walls bangin' It's the neighbor next door They're talking trashy or doing the nasty They keep me up
them hammers Run in your crib, no prisoners, pop your grandma Locked in the slammer? Nope, popped up in Atlanta Crossed up in a drop I popped up the
cock them hammers Run in your crib, no prisoners, pop your grandma Locked in the slammer? Nope, popped up in Atlanta Crossed up in a drop I popped up
So here, we are again The same fork in the road I hate you. You love me This story's getting old The day that I opened up You shut me up for good forgive
So here, we are again the same fork in the road I hate you, you love me this story's getting old The day that I opened up you shut me out for good Forgive
fit I know I'm a bit flaky but they make me Its they who raised me and say the can take me Its they who's legs I brake and make achy Its they who mistake me and make
know I'm a bit flaky but they make me It's they who raised me and say the can take me It's they who's legs I brake and make achy It's they who mistake me and make
place? I have every right to feel the way I've been feeling Shut up, shut up I don't wanna Hear anymore of your dirty excuses Shut up, shut up I don
you you've been cancelled They also said big up for all the support Thanks to your devotion, they now control the world So let your hair down and eat the poison
quit throwin' a fit I know I'm a bit flaky but they make me Its they who raised me and say the can take me It's they who legs I brake and make achy It's they who mistake me and make
run out of artillery While you trying to make all net like Iver-son or Jor-don I'm extor-tin trying to make all net like Forbes to make a for-tune Stick
[Chorus] Get up to get down now Get up to get down now (like this) Get up to get down now (like this) Get up to get down now (alright) I don't wanna do
plottin our demise in eventuality In this twisted fucked-up version of reality So let me show you how to save the world Shut the fuck up and listen to
the microphone, receitin' poem Givin' competition a Big Daddy syndrome Some step up, none kept up (Mmm) (Mmm) They rap a brief moment and then shut up
