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Get the f**k up! Simon says get the f**k up! Throw your hands in the sky (bo! bo! bo! bo!) Queens is in the back sippin yak y’all what’s up? Girls, rub on your titties (yeahhhhhh) Yeah I said it -- rub on your titties New york city gritty committee pity the fool that Act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty Y’all know the name Pharoahe-f**kin-monch, ain’t a damn thang changed You all up in the range, then your shit’s inebriated Phased from your original plan, you deviated I alleviated the pain, with a long-term goal Took my underground loot, without the gold You sold platinum round the world, I sold wood in the hood But when I’m in the street, then sh*t it’s all good I’m soon to motivate the room, control the game like tomb raider Roc-clock dollars flip, tips like a waiter Style’s greater, let my lyrics annoint If you holdin up the wall, then you missin the point Get the f**k up! Simon says get the f**k up! Put your hands to the sky (bo! bo! bo! bo!) Brooklyn in the back shootin craps now what’s up? Girlies, rub on your titties (yeahhhhhh) f**k it I said, rub on your titties New york city gritty committee, pity the fool that Act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty (yo, where you at? ) uptown let me see em Notorious for the six-fives and the bm’s Heads give you beef, you put em in the mausoleum And the sh*t don’t start pumpin til after 12 pm Ugnh, ignorant minds, I free em If you tired of the same old everyday you will agree i’m, The most obligated, hard and r-rated Stated to be the best, I must confess the star made it Some might even say this song is sexist-es Cause I asked the girls to rub on their breast-eses Whether your ridin the train or in lexus-es This is for either/or rollies or timex-eses Wicked like exorcist, this is the joint You holdin up the wall, then you missin the point Get the f**k up! Simon says get the f**k up! Throw your hands in the sky (bo! bo! bo! bo!) The bronx is in the back shootin craps, now what’s up? Girlies, rub on your titties (yeahhhhhh) I said, rub on your titties! New york city gritty commitee, pity the fool that Act shitty in the midst of the calm, the witty New jeru, get the f**k up! Shaolin, get the f**k up! Long isle, get the f**k up! Worldwide, get the f**k up!
 
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