Kanye West - Stand Up (feat. Jay-Z) Lyrics
[Kanye West] + (Ludacris + Shawnna)Now, blaze that!(Stand up!) (uh) (stand up!) (yeah)(Stand up!) (uh) (stand up!) (uh)[Chorus: Ludacris + Shawnna]When I move you move (just like that?)When I move you move (just like that?)When I move you move (just like that?)Hell yeah!, hey DJ bring that back!(When I move you move) just like that?(When I move you move) just like that?(When I move you move) just like that?(Hell yeah!, hey DJ bring that back!)[Ludacris]How you ain't gone *****?, ***** I'm meI'm the GOD DAMN reason you in V.I.PCEO, you don't have to see IDI'm young, wild, and strapped like Chi-AliBLAOW, we ain't got nothing to worry aboutWhoop ass, let security carry them outWatch out for the medallion my diamonds are wrecklessIt feels like a MIDGET is hanging from my necklaceI pulled up with a million trucksLooking, smelling, feeling like a million bucks, ahh!Pass the bottles, the heat is onWe in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & ChongWhat's wrong?!, the club and the moon is fullAnd I'm looking for a THICK, young lady to pullOne sure shot way to get them out of them pantsTake note to the brand new danceLike this[Chorus: Ludacris + Shawnna][Ludacris]Go on with your big ass, let me see somethingTell your little friend he can quit mean muggingI'm lit and I don't care what no one thinksBut where the ***** is the waitress at with my drinks?!My people outside and they can't get inWe gone rush the back door & break them inThe owner already pissed cause we sort of lateBut our time and our clothes got to coordinateMost girls looking right, some looking a messThat's why they spilling drinks all over your dressBut Louis Vuitton bras all over your breastsGot me wanting to put hickies all over your chestAhh!, come on we gone party tonightY'all use mouth to mouth bring the party to lifeDon't be scared, show another part of your lifeThe more drinks in your system, the harder the fight![Chorus: Ludacris + Shawnna][Ludacris]Stand up! stand up!Stand up! stand up![Kanye West]Now, uh, me and Luda wasn't good at computersSo we dropped out of school cause we tried to ***** the tutorHer ex man drove a Mercury CougarI hit him with this maneuver he just couldn't recooperWe got vouchers to stand on these couchesJames Brown couldn't tell me, "get down!"We got foreign cars and housesWe got porno stars and spousesYou trying to stab one like Jack The RipperTrying to get two like Jack "The Tripper"My nigga Tony been locked for a minuteHe come home from the street he gone want those strippersAnd I'm a big tipper I don't even be trippingThis my first real rolex it don't even be tickingThis my first pair of earrings I can wear in the showerWithout 'em clouding up in a half an hourSo that basically mean my paper getting meanFour G's in a paper denim jeansThe pink rocks Red Hot like Anthony KiedisTo see this Jesus the sweetest of detestWe FIRE, y'all RETIREAll ugly people please!, be quiet!Hovah get a beat from me in a minuteHe heard "Just to Get By" and I was rehiredI got a track right now that could save MyaIt ain't a song, it's a video called Dave MeyersY'all drop 20 G's on the Sprewell rimsI give that money to another to get some real spinsChorusStand up! (uh) stand up! (yeah)Stand up! (uh) stand up! (uh)Stand up! (just like that?)Stand up! (just like that?)Stand up! stand up!
