CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Git Up, Git Out (OutKast Mix - Clean)
You got to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't spend all your time tryna get high
You need git up, git out and git something
How will you make it if you never even try?
You need to git up, git out and git something
'Cause you and I got to do for you and I
That's why
Well, uh, get up, stand up, so what's said, you pinhead?
See, when I was a youngster, used to wear them country Pro Keds
My mama made me do it but the devil, he made me smart
Told me to jack them weak suckers for they hooded Starters
In the middle school, I was a bigger fool
I worе with tank tops to show off my tattoo, thought I was cool
I used to hang out with my daddy's brothers, I call them my unclеs
They taught me (They taught me), I followed them when they ran numbers
So in a sense, I was Rosemary's baby
And then I learned the difference between a trick and a lady
Hell, I treat 'em all like those, see I pimped 'em
Witch never had my money so I never whipped 'em
See, all the playas came and all the playas went
A playa ain't a gangsta but a playa can handle his business
You need to git up, git out, git something
Smoke out cause it's all about money, money, money
Yeah I said it, a n***a sporting plaits and a Braves hat
I hang with Rico Wade 'cause the Dungeon is where the funk's at, boy
I'm true to Organized cause they raised me
I'm also down with LaFace 'cause L.A. Reid, yeah, he pays me
And it's cool, yeah, it's real cool getting paid fat pockets
And all that other fat stuff like that, yeah
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't spend all your time tryna get high
You need git up, git out and git something
How will you make it if you never even try?
You need to git up, git out and git something
'Cause you and I got to do for you and I
That's why
Well, uh, get up, stand up, so what's said, you pinhead?
See, when I was a youngster, used to wear them country Pro Keds
My mama made me do it but the devil, he made me smart
Told me to jack them weak suckers for they hooded Starters
In the middle school, I was a bigger fool
I worе with tank tops to show off my tattoo, thought I was cool
I used to hang out with my daddy's brothers, I call them my unclеs
They taught me (They taught me), I followed them when they ran numbers
So in a sense, I was Rosemary's baby
And then I learned the difference between a trick and a lady
Hell, I treat 'em all like those, see I pimped 'em
Witch never had my money so I never whipped 'em
See, all the playas came and all the playas went
A playa ain't a gangsta but a playa can handle his business
You need to git up, git out, git something
Smoke out cause it's all about money, money, money
Yeah I said it, a n***a sporting plaits and a Braves hat
I hang with Rico Wade 'cause the Dungeon is where the funk's at, boy
I'm true to Organized cause they raised me
I'm also down with LaFace 'cause L.A. Reid, yeah, he pays me
And it's cool, yeah, it's real cool getting paid fat pockets
And all that other fat stuff like that, yeah
