DJ Khaled Presents Ace Hood Gutta

Get Em Up

by Chevy Woods

on DJ Khaled Presents Ace Hood Gutta (2008)

[Chorus]
If you in the ride, turn the volume real high
If you trying to feel the vibe, throw your hands up in the sky
Motherf*cker, get 'em up, up, up, up, up, up
Motherf*cker, get 'em up, up, up, up, up, up

[Verse 1]
The wheels stay spinning on the Civic, boy I'm always on the move
When you grinding all the time there's a lot of sh*t to do
That's why I got Q, cause he keep me on the routine
I be too skeed, trying to kick it like Bruce Lee
Clean shoes, boy new feet and I'm never in the car with only two seats
I got a whip full of people, all fresh, call 'em 10 Deep
Motherf*cker we the future like next week
Young people don't see you as an equal
They just see you as deceitful, trying to send you back to preschool
You only getting one shot, no redo
Tell them haters keep they mouth shut, eat glue
b*tch, who the f*ck you think you playing with?
I'm Justin Bieber meeting Jadakiss
Here to take what's theirs, treat 'em all like Taylor Swift
Leave 'em in a daze, all like "What day is it?"
Yeah, the boy got class, no Cambridge
Fresher than your man girl, but whiter than a plate of grits
They keep wanting more, I'm their favorite dish
It's me motherf*cker, I ain't changing sh*t

[Chorus]
If you in the ride, turn the volume real high
If you trying to feel the vibe, throw your hands up in the sky
Motherf*cker, get 'em up, up, up, up, up, up
Motherf*cker, get 'em up, up, up, up, up, up

[Verse 2]
I got a brand new phone, rocking brand new clothes
Leaving every single party with a brand new hoe
Yeah, I've done a little traveling, circling the globe
Always keep it moving, inertia on these hoes
Boy I'm an as*h*le, girls call him a douchebag
This some old school sh*t but no boom bap
This ain't new swag, it's the same old me
The younging get respect from the games OGs
The cameras flashing when we passing, so we stay low key
Go to Mexico, to party where the pesos be
On a turnpike b*tch and your tank on E
With my head out the window screaming "Get like me"
Hoe you should know the way I roll
Take a couple shots and superman these hoes
You ain't nothing with your wack rap
Used to be the class clown, now I get the last laugh

[Chorus]
If you in the ride, turn the volume real high
If you trying to feel the vibe, throw your hands up in the sky
Motherf*cker, get 'em up, up, up, up, up, up
Motherf*cker, get 'em up, up, up, up, up, up

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