Get up Get Down - Mick Jenkins

Tell me what ya waitin' on

Who you waitin' for?

Tell me, how much time you wastin'?

Please don’t waste no more

Get up, get out, get down

Get up, get out, get down

(move your body)

Get up, get out, get down

(move your body)

Get up, get out, get down

(move your body)

Get down, get down, get down, get down

Isn’t it ironic, got 'em Hooked On Phonics?

Mama used to think it was just chronic, it was all bad

It was all bad, it was all bad

Isn’t it ironic, got 'em Hooked On Phonics?

Mama used to think it was just chronic, it was all bad

It was all bad, it was all bad

Isn’t it ironic, got 'em Hooked On Phonics?

Mama used to think it was just chronic, it was all bad

It was all bad, it was all bad

And all we wanted was to give you was a good time, some good vibes

Get up, get out, get down

Get up, get out, get down

(move your body)

Get up, get out, get down

(move your body)

Get up, get out, get down

(move your body)

Get down, get down, get down, get down

(and all we wanted to give you was a good time)

Came in this bitch with intentions to black out

The audience all white, I thought we been blacks out

See thirty five show tour and I almost backed out a year ago

Back in my bag, back in the days, a young nigga trapped out the pad

Couple of ounces, no, It wasn’t too bad, cup full of water, I be missin' my dad

Told my love that I would do him one better

That’s on my kidneys, my piss soo much clearer

Down to the letter, you can’t offend me, it’s February

Man, everybody’s shoulder’s cold, everybody know it’s gold

Driftin' in this pole position, everybody holdin' O’s

Bars in yours in no time, bars in your court, know it’s go time

We didn’t come for Gold Line, from that southside Chicago, I got that

I can’t go, ma, I’m still underground, pay attention, that’s a gold mine

Old time, why you talkin' paper?, I’m still for mine, nigga

And I wake up feelin' good, lemme pray, lemme blow

Send a text, «What?

Ya’ll niggas on today?

Lemme know»

Get up, get out, get down

Get up, get out, get down

Get up, get out, get down

Get up, nigga

And I wake up feelin' good, lemme pray, lemme blow

Send a text, «what?

Ya’ll niggas on the deck?

Lemme know»

Get up, get out, get down

Get up, get out, get down

Get up, get out, get down

Get up…