- Votes:
 - Composers:
 - Bartholomew
 - Dave/gaines
 - Joseph
 
- Genres:
 - Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
 - nia loves dilla
 - rap
 
Jay Dee - Give It Up lyrics
Go, uhh, bounce
 This is for all my live people
 That wanna hear some live shit
 Uh, this for you, ha
 All my live bitches, what the fuck up?
 My live niggas tear the whole fuckin' club up
 'Cause when we up in the cut you gotta
 (Give it up)
 Nigga what we out for the Benjamins
 (Give it up)
 Give it up we wanna live it up
 (Give it up)
 Give it up for the most slept on since pepto bis
 When time warner let go prince, ridin' by betta get yo bitch
 She definitely ready to spread them hips, psst ohh
 Shit stink you seen me in the lex so sick with the beat dude
 Talk shit and quick with the heat too
 John Wayne couldn't even stand the reign of the tek
 And the tek be like datin' the deck it's lethal
 Killin' it for my people
 Still up in the whip illegal
 And clip be on the hip for these folks tryin' to take what's mine
 End up opposite where the sunshine kid, run my shit?
 You gotta give it 'cause we on some fly
 (Give it up)
 Shit make niggas tear the roof off
 (Hot)
 What the fuck you thought?
 'Cause when we up in the cut, you gotta
 (Give it up)
 Nigga what? Big face Benjamins
 (Give it up)
 Give it up we wanna live it up
 (Give it up)
 Ladies, hands in the air this is a stick up
 (Give it up)
 (Give it up)
 All live niggas tear the club up
 (Give it up)
 Give it up, y'all niggas don't want itJay Dee - Give It Up - http://motolyrics.com/jay-dee/give-it-up-lyrics.html
 And if so put your doe on it
 I come from 7 mile and Conant and the crew is scandalous
 And they quick to smack a nigga open handed
 We get the cheddar stankin' up, betta rack 'em up game over
 5 TV's in the rover now
 We rollin' all over town gettin' blowed in the rover
 Now we gettin' chose sippin' mo' we bendin' 'em over now
 (Whoa)
 See my whole crew is like
 (Whoa)
 Me and my whole crew like doe baby pop and we gettin' it
 Been gettin' it, and we still spittin' it hot
 So deal wit it or not
 Dig, look at the chain rock to the right
 And it rock to the left its mcnasty nigga
 (Hot to death)
 I shot the sheriff so watch your step duke
 Its Detroit stepping through, watch me let loose
 And shut your whole shit down like Guoliani
 See me in the candy M with two behind me
 That's Frank and Dank, crazy with the bank
 Bangin' with TV's on cant believe we on
 20 inch rims doing donuts, word is born
 Big bucks make bitches go nuts
 Aaa, the mystro's ice glow like a light show now
 Can't slow down, I do it like dice go down
 Only broke niggas wait till the price go down
 All live niggas, ladies
 (Give it up)
 (Give it up)
 Hands in the air this is a stick up
 (Give it up)
 When we up in the cut raw dogg
 (Give it up)
 All y'all, off the wall
 (Give it up)
 (Give it up)
 What
 Ha
 Yeah















