Your Here And If Your Love For Him's Forreal Get Up Out Your Seat And Move Your Feet So Get Up And...Get Up And [Chorus: CC] Get Up And Start To Praise
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Why Your Here And If Your Love For Him's Forreal Get Up Out Your Seat And Move Your Feet So Get Up And...Get Up And [Chorus: CC] Get Up And Start To Praise
pen in my right and that's also my mic hand Codeine in a Sprite can, ink on the white pad And I'm thinking of life, Anne and wrong and right Anne And
me how you moving away and starting over Girl, quit playing, you just drunk, you just saying shit And oh, you dance? Dance like how? Like ballet and
one two, and I say One two, one two, and I say One two, one two, and I say One two, one two, and I say (Verse 1) Sick wit' it, six digits, big engines Get
get to you No I will get to you No I will get to you I will I`ll get to you Just hold on a little longer I`ll get to you Oh just don`t give up on me
When we ate we never took because we needed a change I needed a break For a sec I even gave up believing and praying I even done the legal stuff and was
waves I don't need your tears I don't want your love I just gotta get home And I feel like I'm breaking up, and I wanted to stay Headlights on the
And get up and get my own I was never the type of kid To wait by the door and pack his bags I sat on the porch and hoped and prayed For a dad to show
up to the Overload, overload, overload Coming up to the Overload, overload, overload Coming up to the Overload, overload, overload Coming up to the
from the waist up And I ain't, wettin' no parts you can't touch with makeup Mr. Jacob without the Ladder It don't matter, clap your wake up and do a
the fire when you wet and drippin' Mommy if you see it different Go 'head and get it and I ain't sayin' if you leave me it'd be better but me and
The loving that we made Then you went away (that's right) So I had to pray See a brighter day Cause silence let us pray Now I'm moving on to get away
my wig We must love and another blood shed my ribs Ugh, now the question is will I survive? Nigga gotta make home, I gotta still provide And I get the vibe niggas wanna list and
wig. We must love, and another blood shed my ribs. Ugh, now the question is will I survive? Nigga gotta make home. I gotta still provide. And I get the vibe niggas wanna list and
hard 'Fore it get worse and it fall apart Maybe you should quit your job and do what's right And make you my partner for life So we can chill and have
fled, and they waved, hot lead If I aimed up, I'd be on my deathbed Sucker move, for that they don't get no props Lil' Kim and them, mad they ain't