Everybody Get Up

What we 'bout to do right now We're 'bouta get wild We're 'bouta get lose We're 'bouta get CRUNK! (Oh oh oh oh) It's that lil' chico pitbull reporting to you live. I got muh dawgs with me pretty ricky and the mavericks (MIA) We 'bouta show you how we get down. (RAH!) We gona kill them in the club with this one (tear the club the f*ck up) Them boys ride (them boys ride) Everybody get up Them boys ride (them boys ride) Everybody get up It's P-I-T and I wan' err'body in tha club to get CRUNK-WIT-ME Go ahead, throw 'em up Represent you click Mami got a fat ass and titties You already know if bull gon' hit it Money is a major issue Ya'all don' get it You already know how I do it Who I done it with I love these fools They think they run shit They could have their money long Next week their money gone If the deal's right then why's your money wrong (FUCK V-I-P!) I wan' the whole club to say (FUCK V-I-P) Catch me in the bar with a broad and coupla shots Better act hard than you scar 'cause we hit 'em hard with a rounda shots Not only do these boys rap They're looking for a mutha fucking [?] Como! Half these boys, when they jump off, they be acting like some Homo's It's quite simple Let me tell you what we gon' do in tha club tonight We gon' tear it up! (tear it up) Tear it up! (tear it up) Tear it up! (tear it up) C'mon let's ride (RAH!) Whatchu know 'bout that Baby-blu be ya old-skool man Ask any of these haters in the back I'm a mack ya'all-stay back! Win fights like a loaded gat Pin down like a base-ball bat Drop off like a quarter-back One down to go and I'm breaking the set Everybody clicks 'cause it's automatic My boys be roughin' stuff We are... pretty ricky, ricky and the mavericks We got that big dawg status UH-HUH Break it from the car bitch Pull up in the benz (benz) You can bring you and your friends Come here girl, do you like one-night stands B*tch showed up in the [?] blue So fresh in the blue-star shoes (Mayne somebody stop this dude) Girl stop fighting That would be so trifling Sixteen with no lincense But I'm still drivin' 305 in this thang We gon' climb this thang Super-stars, we in control The people go loud and the crowd goes (OOOHHH!) Hold on Who know that filthy rich