Song | Everybody Get Up |
Artist | 5ive |
Album | Het Beste Uit De Top 500 Van Het Foute Uur 2014 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Five | |
Miscellaneous | |
Everybody Get Up | |
Chorus: | |
Everybody get up singing | |
1, 2, 3, 4, Five will make you get down now | |
(x2) | |
You gots to keep it real | |
You gots to keep it raw | |
I'm lyrically blessed | |
So don't try to ignore | |
Time for some action | |
Creeping up your back and | |
Keep the beat nasty | |
Like Janet my reaction | |
Hard I'm addictive | |
Better lock your kids in | |
Coming to you area | |
Ya don't know what you're missing | |
Go tell your family | |
Here comes the enemy | |
Blowing up the spot tech remedy | |
Chorus | |
Keep it moving on (x7) | |
I'll be the resident, president | |
I'm the 5th element | |
Jimmy fly snooka stone | |
Cold is how I'm | |
Hittin' em' better get together | |
Put your hands in the sky | |
Stick em up punk | |
Hit em low, hit em high | |
Now I'm the bad boy | |
That you invite for dinners | |
Ain't got no manners | |
Cos I eat with my fingers | |
Lost boys terrorise the neighbourhood | |
And hounds of the Baskerville will be up to no good | |
So come on, come on | |
Everybody keep checking us | |
Coming with the funk | |
Bring it on wickedness | |
Chorus | |
Everybody better recognise | |
We got the funky rhymes | |
Keep it together, baby | |
Don't even try to organise | |
We be the roughnecks | |
No concept, no business | |
We here to get down | |
And make em grab your biscuits | |
So everybody, anybody, somebody | |
Put your hands together | |
Represent like John Gottë | |
Paragraph after grammar for gas | |
The party's Armageddon | |
Hit em with the heavy class | |
I'm bugging | |
Hitting with the hooligan bamn | |
I know I wanna stand-up | |
So baby jump! | |
Everybody get up singing | |
Five will make you get down now | |
Chorus (x2) | |
Five will make you get down |
Five | |
Miscellaneous | |
Everybody Get Up | |
Chorus: | |
Everybody get up singing | |
1, 2, 3, 4, Five will make you get down now | |
x2 | |
You gots to keep it real | |
You gots to keep it raw | |
I' m lyrically blessed | |
So don' t try to ignore | |
Time for some action | |
Creeping up your back and | |
Keep the beat nasty | |
Like Janet my reaction | |
Hard I' m addictive | |
Better lock your kids in | |
Coming to you area | |
Ya don' t know what you' re missing | |
Go tell your family | |
Here comes the enemy | |
Blowing up the spot tech remedy | |
Chorus | |
Keep it moving on x7 | |
I' ll be the resident, president | |
I' m the 5th element | |
Jimmy fly snooka stone | |
Cold is how I' m | |
Hittin' em' better get together | |
Put your hands in the sky | |
Stick em up punk | |
Hit em low, hit em high | |
Now I' m the bad boy | |
That you invite for dinners | |
Ain' t got no manners | |
Cos I eat with my fingers | |
Lost boys terrorise the neighbourhood | |
And hounds of the Baskerville will be up to no good | |
So come on, come on | |
Everybody keep checking us | |
Coming with the funk | |
Bring it on wickedness | |
Chorus | |
Everybody better recognise | |
We got the funky rhymes | |
Keep it together, baby | |
Don' t even try to organise | |
We be the roughnecks | |
No concept, no business | |
We here to get down | |
And make em grab your biscuits | |
So everybody, anybody, somebody | |
Put your hands together | |
Represent like John Gott | |
Paragraph after grammar for gas | |
The party' s Armageddon | |
Hit em with the heavy class | |
I' m bugging | |
Hitting with the hooligan bamn | |
I know I wanna standup | |
So baby jump! | |
Everybody get up singing | |
Five will make you get down now | |
Chorus x2 | |
Five will make you get down |
Five | |
Miscellaneous | |
Everybody Get Up | |
Chorus: | |
Everybody get up singing | |
1, 2, 3, 4, Five will make you get down now | |
x2 | |
You gots to keep it real | |
You gots to keep it raw | |
I' m lyrically blessed | |
So don' t try to ignore | |
Time for some action | |
Creeping up your back and | |
Keep the beat nasty | |
Like Janet my reaction | |
Hard I' m addictive | |
Better lock your kids in | |
Coming to you area | |
Ya don' t know what you' re missing | |
Go tell your family | |
Here comes the enemy | |
Blowing up the spot tech remedy | |
Chorus | |
Keep it moving on x7 | |
I' ll be the resident, president | |
I' m the 5th element | |
Jimmy fly snooka stone | |
Cold is how I' m | |
Hittin' em' better get together | |
Put your hands in the sky | |
Stick em up punk | |
Hit em low, hit em high | |
Now I' m the bad boy | |
That you invite for dinners | |
Ain' t got no manners | |
Cos I eat with my fingers | |
Lost boys terrorise the neighbourhood | |
And hounds of the Baskerville will be up to no good | |
So come on, come on | |
Everybody keep checking us | |
Coming with the funk | |
Bring it on wickedness | |
Chorus | |
Everybody better recognise | |
We got the funky rhymes | |
Keep it together, baby | |
Don' t even try to organise | |
We be the roughnecks | |
No concept, no business | |
We here to get down | |
And make em grab your biscuits | |
So everybody, anybody, somebody | |
Put your hands together | |
Represent like John Gott | |
Paragraph after grammar for gas | |
The party' s Armageddon | |
Hit em with the heavy class | |
I' m bugging | |
Hitting with the hooligan bamn | |
I know I wanna standup | |
So baby jump! | |
Everybody get up singing | |
Five will make you get down now | |
Chorus x2 | |
Five will make you get down |