Bingo Players & Far East Movement - Get Up (rattle) 2013

Pokaż cały tekst This house party is crazy,
My crew is hell a wavy.
Yo, flip the cut, then say what's up,
Then slide out with your lady.
No ifs or buts about it, my style is technotronic.
Got grips and models so spin the bottle,
Girl I'm just getting started.

Get up, get up, get, get up!
Pump, pump the volume, feel, feel the bass.
Get up, get up, get, get up!
Turn, turn me on and let me do my thang.
Get up, get up, get, get up!
We in the house and we here to stay.
Get up, get up, get up!

We be raging round the clock,
Feel that bass around the block,
Fill that red cup to the top, birthday shots!
Doesn't matter, who you are,
Look around, we in the stars.
Round the world, we party hard,
We go all night strong until we drop

Get up, get up, get, get up!
Pump, pump the volume, feel, feel the bass.
Get up, get up, get, get up!
Turn, turn me on and let me do my thang.
Get up, get up, get, get up!
We in the house and we here to stay.
Get up, get up, get up!

Get up, get up, get, get up!
Pump up the bass.
Party Time!

Put your hands, put your, put your hands up!
Put your hands, put your, put your hands up!
Put your hands, put your, put your hands up!
Put your hands, put your hands up!
Get up!

We ain't going home, it's 6 in the morn'.
This house is bumping, grinding, get the friction on.
We ain't going home,
Even when the lights come on.
This house is bumping, bangin' still go strong!
Get up!