Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get It Up (feat. Snoop Dogg), artist - Silkk The Shocker.
Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Song language: English
Get It Up (feat. Snoop Dogg) |
Yo. |
and this is No Limit records |
I am Snoop D-O motherfuckin double G |
Partyin with my ??? |
Silkk The Shocker |
You a made man now nigga |
Yeah (Year round party Yall get em up, get it up |
What up Snoop?) |
Wake up, jump out of bed and get dressed |
My life is a mess, naah better yet it’s a test |
I snatched the chopper from the coppers then put on my vest |
Life’s a baseball game out west |
Oh yes, you rockin with the best, the S |
N double O-P, your grandmama know me |
So for all my homegirls and all my homies |
Ain’t no limit picnic and it’s on me |
Our world is G so roll with me |
And Silkk The Shocker and grab some gin for this vodka |
Got summertime rockin for your jeeps and trucks |
Big June Bug in the house, what up |
Got a jar full of dope and a box of blunts |
Hoes in the house, if you see em turn em out |
Bitches walkin by sayin hi to me |
And niggas givin dat cause they ride with me |
We goin throw a party so my homies come and chill |
(give it up, get it up) |
All the hoes invited so you know we goin get ill |
(give it up, get it up) |
We goin throw a party so ladies come and chill |
(give it up, get it up) |
All my dogs invited so we gotta keep it real |
Yo yo yo |
It ain’t nothin but a N-O L-I-M-I to the T |
Party, so all my dogs could ride with me |
Hopped out the drop, the drivers side of course |
You seen me somewhere before, you did |
Probably was in the Vibe or the Source |
You know what I do when it’s time to floss |
I’m a do it, you know I ain’t got time to talk |
But I see somethin in the corner and she lookin kinda fly |
I tell my dog Snoop (psst psst) |
Man you might as well go ahead and stop me |
(Lemme holla at you dog) She done met up with a star, eye contact |
I nodded, she nodded back, then we met up at the bar |
I told her I keep ice on my wrist, tight keep ice on my chin |
And I’ll still respect you tommorow, and tonight I hit it |
But you only got a couple minutes to choose |
And my time is like dollars so I only got a couple minutes to lose |
In a minute I’m a hop in my ride, if you in this cool |
If not ya gotta make a decision by the time I finish my food |
Now what |
We goin throw a barbecue so niggas light the grill |
(give it up, get it up) |
All my dogs invited so you know we goin get ill |
(give it up, get it up) |
We goin throw a barbecue so ladies light the grill |
(give it up, get it up) |
All my dogs invited so you got to keep it real |
Now I used to be on the block |
Now I’m in the drop chillin with Snoop |
But I walk through the door I feel animosity (oh you feelin it too) |
Probably cause we say our name we could be stealin they booth |
Probably cause I’m platinum, we dark, could be chillin at two |
(The south west connect, big chains on our neck |
Boy give us respect, yall shit on deck) |
Aight Snoop, you got the weed (yeah) and I got the liquor (fa sho) |
Meach got the food but who got the strippers (I dont know) |
Cause ain’t no party like the ones we drove (whassup) |
And um, ain’t no cars like the ones we drove |
And um, ain’t no dollars like the ones we fold |
When we give somethin, call us, it’s outta control |
(So whether it’s summertime, winter, spring or fall |
Look for somethin big from Silkk and Top Dogg) |
We party with nothin but bud, nothin but thugs |
East to west, peep the best, keep it stress, nothin but love (yeah) |
Fuck |
We goin throw a party so my homies come and chill |
(give it up, get it up) |
All the hoes invited so you know we goin get ill |
(give it up, get it up) |
We goin throw a party so ladies come and chill |
(give it up, get it up) |
All my dogs invited so we gotta keep it real |
(give it up, get it up) |
Ain’t nothin but a party baby |
G’z out here goin crazy |
How the world goin even fade us |
Either love or hate us |
Ain’t nothin but a party baby |
Two low down G’z goin crazy |
Yeah |
Ain’t nothin but a, huh |
And my cell phone goin off in this bitch, what |
Yeah ha |
We ain’t even trippin dog |
Shoutout to the whole world |
What |
This the end |
Till next time |
I’m out |