Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh, ahhh
Get the **** up
Simon says, "Get the **** up"
Throw your hands in the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!)
Queens is in the back sipping 'gnac, y'all, what's up?
Girls, rub on your n*****s (Yeah!)
Yeah, I said it, rub on your n*****s
New York City gritty committee pity the fool
That act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
Y'all know the name—Pharoahe-****in'-Monch—ain't a damn thang changed
You all up in ya Range and shit, inebriated
Strayed from your original plan, you deviated
I alleviated the pain with long-term goals
Took my underground loot, without the gold
You sold platinum 'round the world, I sold wood in the hood
But when I'm in the street and shit, it's all good
I'm soon to motivate a room, control the game like Tomb Raider
Rock, clock dollars, flip tips like a waiter
Block shots, style's greater, let my lyrics anoint
If you holding up the wall, then you missin' the point
Get the **** up
Simon says, "Get the **** up"
Put your hands to the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!)
Brooklyn in the back shooting craps now, what's up?
Girlies, rub on your n*****s (Yeah!)
Yeah, **** it, I said rub on your t*****s
New York City gritty committee pity the fool
That act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
Yo, where you at? Uptown, let me see 'em
Notorious for the six-fives and the BMs
Heads give you beef, you put 'em in the mausoleum
And shit don't start pumping till after 12pm
Uh, ignorant minds—I free 'em
If you tired of the same old everyday, you will agree—
I'm the most obligated, hard and R-rated
Slated to be the best, I must confess—the star made it
Some might even say this song is sexist
'Cause I asked the girls to rub on their breast-eses
Whether you're riding the train or a Lexus-es
This is for either or Rollies or Timex-eses
Wicked like Exorcist, this is the joint
You holding up the wall then you missing the point
Get the **** up
Simon says, "Get the **** up"
Throw your hands in the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!)
The Bronx is in the back shooting craps now, what's up?
Girls rub on your n*****s (Yeah!)
I said, rub on your n*****s
New York City gritty committee pity the fool
That act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
New Jeru (Get the **** up)
Shaolin (Get the **** up)
Long Isle (Get the **** up)
Worldwide (Get the **** up)
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:11.61]Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
[00:13.93]Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
[00:16.94]Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
[00:19.52]Uh-uh, uh-uh, ahhh
[00:21.36]Get the **** up
[00:24.13]Simon says, "Get the **** up"
[00:26.37]Throw your hands in the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!)
[00:28.65]Queens is in the back sipping 'gnac, y'all, what's up?
[00:31.65]Girls, rub on your n*****s (Yeah!)
[00:34.40]Yeah, I said it, rub on your n*****s
[00:37.16]New York City gritty committee pity the fool
[00:39.39]That act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
[00:41.87]Y'all know the name—Pharoahe-****in'-Monch—ain't a damn thang changed
[00:46.69]You all up in ya Range and shit, inebriated
[00:49.44]Strayed from your original plan, you deviated
[00:51.95]I alleviated the pain with long-term goals
[00:54.46]Took my underground loot, without the gold
[00:56.73]You sold platinum 'round the world, I sold wood in the hood
[00:59.31]But when I'm in the street and shit, it's all good
[01:01.98]I'm soon to motivate a room, control the game like Tomb Raider
[01:04.52]Rock, clock dollars, flip tips like a waiter
[01:07.56]Block shots, style's greater, let my lyrics anoint
[01:09.58]If you holding up the wall, then you missin' the point
[01:12.03]Get the **** up
[01:15.65]Simon says, "Get the **** up"
[01:17.84]Put your hands to the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!)
[01:20.67]Brooklyn in the back shooting craps now, what's up?
[01:22.85]Girlies, rub on your n*****s (Yeah!)
[01:25.95]Yeah, **** it, I said rub on your t*****s
[01:27.62]New York City gritty committee pity the fool
[01:30.25]That act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
[01:32.79]Yo, where you at? Uptown, let me see 'em
[01:35.24]Notorious for the six-fives and the BMs
[01:37.96]Heads give you beef, you put 'em in the mausoleum
[01:40.24]And shit don't start pumping till after 12pm
[01:42.86]Uh, ignorant minds—I free 'em
[01:45.72]If you tired of the same old everyday, you will agree—
[01:47.93]I'm the most obligated, hard and R-rated
[01:50.53]Slated to be the best, I must confess—the star made it
[01:53.35]Some might even say this song is sexist
[01:56.04]'Cause I asked the girls to rub on their breast-eses
[01:58.46]Whether you're riding the train or a Lexus-es
[02:00.88]This is for either or Rollies or Timex-eses
[02:03.67]Wicked like Exorcist, this is the joint
[02:06.37]You holding up the wall then you missing the point
[02:08.46]Get the **** up
[02:12.56]Simon says, "Get the **** up"
[02:14.39]Throw your hands in the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!)
[02:16.28]The Bronx is in the back shooting craps now, what's up?
[02:18.55]Girls rub on your n*****s (Yeah!)
[02:22.66]I said, rub on your n*****s
[02:24.06]New York City gritty committee pity the fool
[02:26.31]That act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
[02:29.11]New Jeru (Get the **** up)
[02:31.94]Shaolin (Get the **** up)
[02:34.48]Long Isle (Get the **** up)
[02:37.01]Worldwide (Get the **** up)
[02:41.06]
📝 纯歌词版本
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh, ahhh
Get the **** up
Simon says, "Get the **** up"
Throw your hands in the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!)
Queens is in the back sipping 'gnac, y'all, what's up?
Girls, rub on your n*****s (Yeah!)
Yeah, I said it, rub on your n*****s
New York City gritty committee pity the fool
That act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
Y'all know the name—Pharoahe-****in'-Monch—ain't a damn thang changed
You all up in ya Range and shit, inebriated
Strayed from your original plan, you deviated
I alleviated the pain with long-term goals
Took my underground loot, without the gold
You sold platinum 'round the world, I sold wood in the hood
But when I'm in the street and shit, it's all good
I'm soon to motivate a room, control the game like Tomb Raider
Rock, clock dollars, flip tips like a waiter
Block shots, style's greater, let my lyrics anoint
If you holding up the wall, then you missin' the point
Get the **** up
Simon says, "Get the **** up"
Put your hands to the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!)
Brooklyn in the back shooting craps now, what's up?
Girlies, rub on your n*****s (Yeah!)
Yeah, **** it, I said rub on your t*****s
New York City gritty committee pity the fool
That act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
Yo, where you at? Uptown, let me see 'em
Notorious for the six-fives and the BMs
Heads give you beef, you put 'em in the mausoleum
And shit don't start pumping till after 12pm
Uh, ignorant minds—I free 'em
If you tired of the same old everyday, you will agree—
I'm the most obligated, hard and R-rated
Slated to be the best, I must confess—the star made it
Some might even say this song is sexist
'Cause I asked the girls to rub on their breast-eses
Whether you're riding the train or a Lexus-es
This is for either or Rollies or Timex-eses
Wicked like Exorcist, this is the joint
You holding up the wall then you missing the point
Get the **** up
Simon says, "Get the **** up"
Throw your hands in the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!)
The Bronx is in the back shooting craps now, what's up?
Girls rub on your n*****s (Yeah!)
I said, rub on your n*****s
New York City gritty committee pity the fool
That act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
New Jeru (Get the **** up)
Shaolin (Get the **** up)
Long Isle (Get the **** up)
Worldwide (Get the **** up)
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:11.61]Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
[00:13.93]Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
[00:16.94]Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
[00:19.52]Uh-uh, uh-uh, ahhh
[00:21.36]Get the **** up
[00:24.13]Simon says, "Get the **** up"
[00:26.37]Throw your hands in the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!)
[00:28.65]Queens is in the back sipping 'gnac, y'all, what's up?
[00:31.65]Girls, rub on your n*****s (Yeah!)
[00:34.40]Yeah, I said it, rub on your n*****s
[00:37.16]New York City gritty committee pity the fool
[00:39.39]That act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
[00:41.87]Y'all know the name—Pharoahe-****in'-Monch—ain't a damn thang changed
[00:46.69]You all up in ya Range and shit, inebriated
[00:49.44]Strayed from your original plan, you deviated
[00:51.95]I alleviated the pain with long-term goals
[00:54.46]Took my underground loot, without the gold
[00:56.73]You sold platinum 'round the world, I sold wood in the hood
[00:59.31]But when I'm in the street and shit, it's all good
[01:01.98]I'm soon to motivate a room, control the game like Tomb Raider
[01:04.52]Rock, clock dollars, flip tips like a waiter
[01:07.56]Block shots, style's greater, let my lyrics anoint
[01:09.58]If you holding up the wall, then you missin' the point
[01:12.03]Get the **** up
[01:15.65]Simon says, "Get the **** up"
[01:17.84]Put your hands to the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!)
[01:20.67]Brooklyn in the back shooting craps now, what's up?
[01:22.85]Girlies, rub on your n*****s (Yeah!)
[01:25.95]Yeah, **** it, I said rub on your t*****s
[01:27.62]New York City gritty committee pity the fool
[01:30.25]That act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
[01:32.79]Yo, where you at? Uptown, let me see 'em
[01:35.24]Notorious for the six-fives and the BMs
[01:37.96]Heads give you beef, you put 'em in the mausoleum
[01:40.24]And shit don't start pumping till after 12pm
[01:42.86]Uh, ignorant minds—I free 'em
[01:45.72]If you tired of the same old everyday, you will agree—
[01:47.93]I'm the most obligated, hard and R-rated
[01:50.53]Slated to be the best, I must confess—the star made it
[01:53.35]Some might even say this song is sexist
[01:56.04]'Cause I asked the girls to rub on their breast-eses
[01:58.46]Whether you're riding the train or a Lexus-es
[02:00.88]This is for either or Rollies or Timex-eses
[02:03.67]Wicked like Exorcist, this is the joint
[02:06.37]You holding up the wall then you missing the point
[02:08.46]Get the **** up
[02:12.56]Simon says, "Get the **** up"
[02:14.39]Throw your hands in the sky (Buh-buh-buh-buh-buh!)
[02:16.28]The Bronx is in the back shooting craps now, what's up?
[02:18.55]Girls rub on your n*****s (Yeah!)
[02:22.66]I said, rub on your n*****s
[02:24.06]New York City gritty committee pity the fool
[02:26.31]That act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty
[02:29.11]New Jeru (Get the **** up)
[02:31.94]Shaolin (Get the **** up)
[02:34.48]Long Isle (Get the **** up)
[02:37.01]Worldwide (Get the **** up)
[02:41.06]
Sometimes...
Hybrid
I’ve been digging into crates
Before the ratrace
Before monkeys had human traits
I mastered numerology
And Big Bang theology
Perfo...
장우혁 WooHyuk - Let's Go (Feat 상원)
yeah. Here to start Everybody
Time will tell all Give me ONE SHOT take it dancing Now
Introduce me! J.W.H.
Did you se...
**** it i shagged her, without the use of dissolve viagra
Had her comin like niagara falls when i bagged her
On the cellular my genitalia pitched the ...
Get the **** up, Simon says get the **** u
Throw your hands in the sky
Queens is in the back sippin'
Yak y'all what's up?
Girls, rub on your n*****s
Y...
I'm too high to get over, too low to get under
I make them feel so good, you don't need to wonder
I take away the storm cloud, the rain, the thunder
H...
Uh -uh, uh-uh, uh- uh
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh
Uh -uh, uh-uh, uh- uh
Uh- uh, uh-uh, ahhh
Get the **** up
Simon says, "Get the **** up"
Throw your hands in th...
Sometimes
Hybrid
Linkin Park
Before the rat race before monkeys had human traits
I mastered numerology and Big Bang theology
Performed lobotomies with...
Get the **** up!
Simon says get the **** up
Throw your hands in the sky
Bruisers in the back sippin' 'gnac, y'all what's up?
Girls, rub on your ******...