Vārdi:
Get Up Kids Better Lie

And I get my candy from your girlfriend's sweet shop Still get a stomach ache every time I see cops You better run mothafucka , Cuz we not Yeah you bitches better

but girl, shake it fast (Don't stop, get it, get it) You think I can come over and smash? Do what you do (Don't stop, get it get it) Get it, get it girl

niggaz under pressure You shoulda knew that, it's always them new cats that'll get ya Better start lookin' at things from my angle I'm trying to be up

Here to run down a rhyme at your request I'm the New York born, who's sharp as a thorn I came here tonight just to get it on So listen up close and listen up

give her one and let her fly never tell her lie the night you couldn't find a better guy king sh-t fly to anywhere you get seen with gangsta distinguished

nigga who done seen greener grass So when they think they balling like the dream team My nigga I done seen meaner cash And I'm trying to get Follow me

, don't put the covers on us, girl gon make ya mind up, come back to my crib get ya feet up, make love til it's kids kids kids kids kids [Chorus:] Club

C4 I must put in time to get mine, many hours to earn power Like the ashy hand, he should wear only the rope flower I can't be a broke nigga, better

you lover her? Don't give a fuck if she lives She told me she would leave you, I admit it she did But came back, made up a lie about you missin' your kids