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Vanilla Ice

Get Your Ass Up

 

Get Your Ass Up

(album: Bi-Polar - 2001)


Check the resume ya'll know me the club rocker
Quick to grab a bobber and I fly like a copper
I'm livin well and I dodge all Coppers
I move all the ladies but they gotta be proper
Sucker free my whole click is so damn tight
Guaranteed to make em jump when I'm blessin the mic
I got em runnin to the floor they like who dat who dat
Droppin bombs in the club they say do dat do dat
I'm coming through with the new school like uh oh
Dance floor packed ya'll are like here we go
The whole club in the mix ya'll are movin
Bobbin your head while the ladies are smoothin

[Chorus:]
If your game is tight then I know you goin
Jump
If your money is right then I know you're goin
Jump
If hittin tonite then you might as well
Jump
Come on
Get yo ass up!
And when it gets too hot now what do you need
Ice
Platinum status who is he
Ice
Who can rock a show but won't freeze
Ice
Get yo ass up!

Alright stop now let the beat drop
You know it's hot now let's reach for the top
You got the hip then I hit you with the hop
Millenium funk I got this game on lock
I take four MCs put em all in a line
Four wannabes who think they can rhyme
And five more before I go for mine
Now that's 13 ate up at the same time
So think realistically not egotistically
It's suicide if you even think of dissin me
I'm on a world tour while you're sittin at home
I've been 17 platinum with this Microphone

[Chorus repeat]

Muevelo-muevelo Mami, muevelo asi.
Oyes hasle caso a tu Sugar daddy.
Perla busting out treat for my Papis
Chillin with Ice, Latina flava better than ecstasy
I'm gettin stupid drunk till the early morning
You's tappin dat ass till the break of dawnin.

Light the blunts up
Tear da club up
Drink the fuck up
Got a problem you can get the fuck out.

It's a Friday night playa
Time to spend that skrilla
Time to spark the killa and chug the Tequila
Get yer body goin cuz the music is flowin
Got ladies shaking their ass
Wearing shit that got their cheeks showin and bouncin.

1 to the 2 to the 3 to the 4
25 fellas tryin to bust down my door
What do they want tryin to live la vida loca
with this fly Latina chick who got the bangin ass chocha.

[Chorus repeat]

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