ترانه:
Trick Daddy Get On Up

get on up? Get on up, get on up Won't cha get on up? Get on up, get on up Get on up, won't cha get on up? Get on up Get on up, get on up, won't cha get

get on up!!! Get on up!!! Get on up!!! Wont cha get on up!!! Get on up!! Get on up!!! Get on up!!!! Wont cha get on up!!!! Get on up!!!! Get on up!!! Get on

get on up!!! Get on up!!! Get on up!!! Wont cha get on up!!! Get on up!! Get on up!!! Get on up!!!! Wont cha get on up!!!! Get on up!!!! Get on up!!! Get on

shit The P.C. on some real to Newark shit Recall, my whole fam jig the fuck up what? Bet-ta chill, 'fore you slip the fuck up Get your wig, split the

, pull up in the drop six Bitch in your block looked at my watch and she got sick Look at her now, all up in the cockpit Rolling my windows up to get

, we get tricked Steada kisses, we get kicked It's the hard knock life, for us It's the hard knock life, for us Steada treated, we get tricked Steada kisses, we get

Who only see they daddy in them flicks on the fridge Them niggas that you think are inna mix with ya shit They the same reason Michael Vick's doin' biz I say hold up

don't even budge Cause I don't know you And I'm sure to get my thug on, ho Who that baby's daddy, daddy is beatin' your nigga Where his Caddy at?

lil' somethin' Bump this nigga Mmm, fuck you nigga We ain't from 'round here dumpin' on niggas But ay trick daddy battle up for this nigga Well, let me get