Get Up 10

Album: Invasion of Privacy (2018)
Charted: 38
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  • Look, they gave a bitch two options: strippin' or lose
    Used to dance in a club right across from my school
    I said "dance" not "fuck", don't get it confused
    Had to set the record straight 'cause bitches love to assume
    Mama couldn't give it to me, had to get it at Sue's
    Lord only knows how I got in those shoes
    I was covered in dollars, now I'm drippin' in jewels
    A bitch play with my money? Might as well spit in my food
    Bitches hated my guts, now they swear we was cool
    Went from makin' tuna sandwiches to makin' the news
    I started speakin' my mind and tripled my views
    Real bitch, only thing fake is the boobs
    Get money, go hard, you're mothafuckin' right
    Never been a fraud in my motherfuckin' life
    Get money, go hard, damn fuckin' right
    Stunt on these bitches out of mothafuckin' spite
    Ain't no runnin' up on me, went from nothin' to glory
    I ain't tellin' y'all to do it, I'm just tellin' my story
    I don't hang with these bitches 'cause these bitches be corny
    And I got enough bras, y'all ain't gotta support me
    I went from rag to riches, went from WIC to lit, nigga
    Only person in my fam to see six figures
    The pressure on your shoulders feel like boulders
    When you gotta make sure that everybody straight
    Bitches stab you in your back while they smilin' in your face
    Talking crazy on your name, trying not to catch a case
    I waited my whole life just to shit on niggas
    Climbed to the top floor so I can spit on niggas
    Said "I was just tryna chill and make bangers" (bangers)
    Tell all these old bitches they in danger (stop)
    The thing on my hip whip bitches into shape (brrrt)
    That's what I call a fuckin' waist trainer
    You gon' run up on who and do what? (who?)
    I think y'all got your story screwed up (yeah)
    I came here to ball, is you nuts?
    I don't want your punk-ass man, I'm too tough (facts)

    I'm the one that's killin' shit, hands down (hands down)
    If you got a problem with me, say it now (say it)
    'Cause I don't wanna hear no sneak dissin' (huh?)
    'Specially not from one of you weak bitches
    I'm on go like I don't see no stop lights (skrrt)
    I'm steppin' out every day, prom night (facts)
    So if it's all love, show me love then (huh?)
    'Cause you hatin' on a bitch, that's what it sound like
    Beast, mode, that's how I give it up, nigga
    Hoodie, low, that's how I'm pullin' up
    Just 'cause I been on the road don't mean I been on the run
    And you gon' have to learn to hold your tongue or hold the gun (brrrt, woo)
    And we all know you ain't that type (no)
    I smack you and the bitch that you act like (yeah)
    I started gettin' money, bitches upset (cash)
    They remind me of my pussy, bitches mad tight
    Nails done, hair lit, keep them both laced (laced)
    Co-come through shinin' with a Rollie bust face (shine)
    He-headshot, headshot, tell 'em closed case
    Ain't no bitches spittin' like this since '08
    I don't trust no nigga, I don't fear no bitch (fear no bitch)
    Whole life been through some fucked up shit (fucked up)
    They say I'm too that, oh, I'm too this
    When you seen what I've seen, you end up like this (woo)
    I walked into the label, "Where the check at?" (where the check?)
    Cardi B on the charts, ain't expect that (nah)
    Where that bitch that was claimin' she a threat? (where?)
    I'ma put a Louboutin where her neck at
    They say I'm too ratchet, they say I act wild (I act wild, wild)
    I'm tryna whip the foreign like a badass child (badass child, skrrt)
    They caught me slippin' once, tell 'em try that now (try that now)
    Cardi B, know it's me, hear that "blap" sound (blap!)

    Man, I said we gon' win
    Knock me down nine times but I get up ten
    Look myself in the mirror, I say we gon' win
    Knock me down nine times but I get up ten
    Look myself in the mirror, I say we gon' win
    Knock me down nine times but I get up ten
    Yeah, but I get up ten
    Knock me down nine times but I get up ten, bitch (woo)

    I'ma make a fuck nigga feel me (yeah)
    Said I'ma do a broke bitch filthy (ah)
    I'ma make a fuck nigga feel me (grrr)
    Said I'ma do a broke bitch filthy (grrr)

    We gon' win
    Knock me down nine times but I get up ten (woo)
    Yeah, I said we gon' win
    Knock me down nine times but I get up ten, bitch (grrr) Writer/s: Anthony Tucker, Belcalis Almanzar, James Swanqo, Jermaine Preyan, Kleonard Raphael, Maurice Jordan, Robert Rihmeek Williams, Sean Allen
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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