Ludacris
Stand Up
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| Добавлена 13 февраля 2013 пользователем Миша |
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Текст песни Stand Up
[Intro]
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!
[Chorus: Ludacris and (woman)]
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!)
[Verse - 1]
How you ain't gon' FUCK?! Bitch I'm me
I'm the GOD DAMN reason you in V.I.P.
CEO, you don't have to see ID
I'm young, wild, and strapped like Chi-Ali
BLAOW! We ain't got nothing to worry about
Whoop ass, let security carry 'em out
Watch out for the medallion my diamonds are wreckless
Feels like a MIDGET is hanging from my necklace
I pulled up wit a million trucks
Lookin, smellin, feelin like a million bucks-ahh!
Pass the bottles, the heat is on
We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & Chong
What's wrong?! The club and moon is full
And I'm lookin for a THICK young lady to pull
One sure shot way to get 'em outta them pants
Take note to the brand new dance, like this
[Chorus]
[Verse - 2]
Go on wit ya big ass! Lemme see somethin
Tell ya little friend he can quit mean muggin
I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks
But where the FUCK is the waitress at wit my drinks?!
Stand up! Stand up!
Stand up! Stand up!
[Chorus: Ludacris and (woman)]
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
When I move you move (just like that?)
Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(When I move you move) just like that?
(Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!)
[Verse - 1]
How you ain't gon' FUCK?! Bitch I'm me
I'm the GOD DAMN reason you in V.I.P.
CEO, you don't have to see ID
I'm young, wild, and strapped like Chi-Ali
BLAOW! We ain't got nothing to worry about
Whoop ass, let security carry 'em out
Watch out for the medallion my diamonds are wreckless
Feels like a MIDGET is hanging from my necklace
I pulled up wit a million trucks
Lookin, smellin, feelin like a million bucks-ahh!
Pass the bottles, the heat is on
We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & Chong
What's wrong?! The club and moon is full
And I'm lookin for a THICK young lady to pull
One sure shot way to get 'em outta them pants
Take note to the brand new dance, like this
[Chorus]
[Verse - 2]
Go on wit ya big ass! Lemme see somethin
Tell ya little friend he can quit mean muggin
I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks
But where the FUCK is the waitress at wit my drinks?!
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