Git On Up
Fast Eddie featuring Sundance
1990
jaar
Top 40
13
piekpositie
Top 40
6
weken
Top 40
120
punten
Top 40
Artiest(en)
Titel A-kant
Git On Up (The Fast Eddie Mix)
Lengte A-kant
3:20
Componist(en) A-kant
Fast Eddie
Producer(s) A-kant
Fast Eddie
Mixage A-kant
Fast Eddie
Titel B-kant
Git On Up (The Tyree Cooper Mix)
Lengte B-kant
3:59
Componist(en) B-kant
Fast Eddie
Producer(s) B-kant
Fast Eddie
Mixage B-kant
Tyree Cooper
Platenlabel
D.J. International
Album
Most Wanted
Songtekst
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The D, the A, the N, the C, the E
You like the way I rock the M.I.C.
I'm-a better pumpin', so I can gonna make it rock, that's right
Because you wanna growl like a sucker, mmm, never
Sunday is the queen, I'm too clever
Lyric after lyric I'm doin'
Pump up the joint I'm to it
The name of this cut
You know like guaranteed to move your feet or shake your butt
They set to hearin'
This pumpin' up comin' out hard 'cause I'm stompin'
Silly white bro', that ain't stupidest
Look at my mic, I ain't new to this
Listen to the work, always roll
The user pops a deal, not his dough
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We wrote the lyrical notes so we'd frow
Always thought that dopers can't cope
This is not your average rhyme to a junkie
Your brother busted, sister made a funky
My microphone, that's what your female
I am the queen, that's what I'm steerin'
Play me like a ho', yo, it won't work
I'm strivin' wise to no jerk
If the song's song (??) is dope, take a ounce
Write it up like a cheque it won't bounce
You prove it, choose it, but you grooved it
Come on, party people, let me see you move it
Song is in effect, rhythm and soul
On the strith, boy, and in control
Female rap, number one artist
I was jazzed, people wanna start it
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I'm-a through you dancin', jumpin' and bumpin'
Here's another track and it's pumpin'
I'm the E, double D, I, E
No, not the last one, yes, but the fast one
I'm back so go on and cheer
Make some noise, it's a party in here
Me and Sundance came here to turn it out
(Are we doin' it?) Yes, without a doubt
So, yo, go with the flow
If you know how to go with the flow, then say so
By screamin', no, you're not dreamin'
This is real so here's the deal
If you keep dancin', I'm-a keep checkin' it
Dough my pockets, so now I'm a keep stackin' it
Straight to the top without no mistake
So be ready, yo, now here's the break
House rappers speakin' out loud
Did I mention the attention of the hip-hop crowd?
Some tried but they could not give this
Eddie and Sun all the way did this
Floor raised to make this out-cut
Shake your butt, swing it and strut
Look for a girl, oh, the search is over
Look for Sundance crushing like boulders
Fast Eddie, this track he produced
Worry 'bout plumbing, 'cause I got virtues
Got me charged like an energizer
After Sun speak: no survivors
To walk the stage, flowin', showin'
Git on up 'cause we got it goin' on
Without him I'm solo
Me like my lyrics at the top of my vocals
Watch the pen walk on my paper
Clockin' dollars, hey you're catching a vapor
Slave to a rap, suckers are fade out
Casio drum machine is just played out
When I get nagged, yo, I don't diss
Grab the mic and clench it in my fist
Crack a smile, bein' profile
Let the punks know I'm doin' this my style
Note for note, Eddie demands it
Feelin' over cable, yo, I can't stand it
By now Sundance can do it
Rock Chicago, I got the fluid
Other females are toys for my go round
You ain't got enough rhyme
Make you piss in your pants
Knock down, Statue of Liberty
Put up Sundance, yeah
Git up
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