CJ - Get Up (turn It Up) lyrics

Tell the DJ turn it up Tell the DJ turn it up Tell the DJ turn it up Now jump back, now jump up No fist pump, throw 'em in the sky fist pump, throw 'em in the sky fist pump, throw 'em in the sky Bring it back, let's go one time Tell the DJ turn it up Tell the DJ turn it up Tell the DJ turn it up Now jump back, now jump up Now fist pump, throw 'em in the sky fist pump, throw 'em in the sky fist pump, now let's jump Tear this-tear this mutha up! Round one, that's right, you s** at life All these chickens wanna catch me? Catch a flight Worship the King, kneel get a blister Got you seeing double, Sister-Sister k** 'em, behead 'em, hang 'em on the wall Eating 'em like I'm a - cannibal ya'll n*ggas can't even spell that Bottle full of OFF, repel that So let me tell you this Mister This swag can't be cured with no Elixir I am the one you want, and I am the one you fear Got them tangled up, a game of Twister Cause ya'll know what the f*ck I do Driving n*ggas down the Avenue Get a different quote and you might surpa** These n*ggas so dirty, they can wipe my a** No no, I didn't mean that I'm a good little boy, where my fiend at? Got flows so sick, and my heads a brick And all you haters, you can s** my - No no I didn't mean that Wait wait, oh yes I mean that You chickens can't ball, you're on the bench And drinking water bottles that are full of - Tell the DJ turn it up Tell the DJ turn it up Tell the DJ turn it up Now jump back, now jump up No fist pump, throw 'em in the sky

fist pump, throw 'em in the sky fist pump, throw 'em in the sky Bring it back, let's go one time Tell the DJ turn it up Tell the DJ turn it up Tell the DJ turn it up Now jump back, now jump up Now fist pump, throw 'em in the sky fist pump, throw 'em in the sky fist pump, now let's jump Tear this-tear this mutha up! Uh-oh there goes that kid they broke the cage and let him in Mister I double L Y R I X he runs the game no stress, no sweat I'm buying the bar, who's taking shots, tell the DJ turn it up a notch, Let's get crunk, let's get loud, I'm trying to rock this whole crowd Here we go I'm back in, Dro-Drop bombs like Afghan VIP is where I stay, poppin' bottles 'til the next day Sun goes up I'm halfway started, Sun goes down welcome to the party Head-bob, rock side to side, fist pump, do whatever you like Get crazy do a mosh-pit, stage dive like you the shhhh Rock Star, that's my life. Whatever it costs I'll pay the price Swagged out I'm feeling so great, groupies wanna kick it like Karate I'm living, this is the way to go. You only live once, that's the motto bro Tell the DJ turn it up Now jump back, now jump up No fist pump, throw 'em in the sky fist pump, throw 'em in the sky fist pump, throw 'em in the sky Bring it back, let's go one time Tell the DJ turn it up Tell the DJ turn it up Tell the DJ turn it up Now jump back, now jump up Now fist pump, throw 'em in the sky fist pump, throw 'em in the sky fist pump, now let's jump Tear this-tear this mutha up!