Get It Up - Sticky Fingaz feat Firestarr

Is ya'll ready to go up in here?
Aight, pull the black mask down
We 'bout to rush the door
(Ah sh_t, hide your jewelry)
I told ya'll we was coming
Yo, everybody watch out
Word up

Get it up, huh
The ice on ya wrist player pick it up, huh
My killers in the cut coast stick 'em up, huh
Ladies grab your shirts and lift 'em up, huh
Lemme see your ass baby back it up, huh
My soldiers on the front line actin' up, huh
Lemme see your guns, what throw 'em up, huh
Lemme see your guns, what throw 'em up, huh
Lemme see your guns, what throw 'em up, huh

Yo, Sticky Fingaz, word up
I told ya'll n_ggas
Yo, come on

Hennesy'd up, play the cut lighting it up
Rag on me head, eyes lookin' half way dead
Brought my thugs to the club, straight off the streets
I'm iceburg to my feet about a third of the week
Relax baby don't spazz cause he touched your ass
I ain't say sh_t when your friend touched my d_ck
I see Brooklyn scheamin', we all in the spot
But that's hip-hop, we rap n_ggas from off the block
Is it me or is it gettin' hot in here
I think somebody 'bout to get shot in here
The nine mill guarenteed to clear te spot in here
And we ain't get searched kid, we got glocks in here
Someone bring me to the ho s_ckin' cocks in here
I'm the hottest sh_t Universal got this year
And all my n_ggas rockin' rocks in here, come on


Black Trash
Aiyo, kick that old real sh_t
That Queens sh_t

Firemarshall said it's too packed, n_gga f_ck the law
And the guest list, n_ggas 'bout to rush the door
Got cats online in ties and suits
We come through VIP b_tton flies and boots
Everybody gettin' comped, I ain't paying no admission
Stick Fingaz, I can't even pay attention
Love the freaks that tweek and be liftin' it up
Love the freaks that creep and be giving it up
I got twelve inches, I'm well hung
Nine on my d_ck and three on my tongue
My manager, the b_tch name is Helen Wate
Need a free show? n_gga got to Hell and wait
And if God only helped those who help themselves
When I see something, I want 'em, I help myself
So unless me and you come to an understanding
You gonna be under, and I'm a be standing


Word up
We takin' all ya'll money
We takin' all ya'll b_tches
What ya'll thought it was

I'm so hot to death
I'll probably get shot to death
F_ck who the cops arrest
My killers is rough, shoot up th club like Puff
N_ggas'll duck, chains tucked, Timbs get scuffed
I pull a four-four from out of the seat
Up out it and beat
Picture me not riding with heat
Jump out of the Jeep
Clear a n_gga out of the street
Nobody can creep
Thirty deep n_gga, I'm out of your reach
Ain't nothing but killers boasting next to me
I'm prejudice, I hate every color except for green
In the club, that's were my n_ggas jewelry shop
When the hammer cock, we don't care who we box
So why you come to club, what you livin' it up
Why you f_ckin' with that chicken, was she givin' it up
Why you even cop jewels, what you can't get stuck
Why you never say when, you ain't had enough


Let's go
Get it up

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