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Simon Says Lyrics By Pharoahe Monch

    produced by pharoahe monch

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    uhuh uhuh ahh

    get the fuck up
    simon says get the fuck up
    throw your hands in the sky buckbuckbuckbuckbuck
    queens is in the back sipping ‘gnac y’all what’s up
    girls rub on your titties yeah
    yeah i said it rub on your titties
    new york city gritty committee pity the fool
    that act shitty in the midst of the calm the witty

    y’all know the name uh
    pharoahe fuckin’ monch ain’t a damn thing changed uh
    you all up in ya range and shit inebriated uhhuh
    strayed from your original plan you deviated
    i alleviated the pain with longterm goals
    took my underground loot without the gold
    you sold platinum ’round the world i sold wood in the hood
    but when i’m in the street and shit it’s all good
    i’m soon to motivate a room control the game like tomb raider
    rock clock dollars flip tips like a waiter
    block shots style’s greater let my lyrics anoint
    if you holding up the wall then you missin’ the point

    get the fuck up
    simon says get the fuck up
    put your hands to the sky buckbuckbuckbuckbuck
    brooklyn in the back shooting craps now what’s up
    girlies rub on your titties yeah
    yeah fuck it i said rub on your titties
    new york city gritty committee pity the fool
    that act shitty in the midst of the calm the witty

    yo where you at yo where you at uptown let me see ’em
    notorious for the sixfives and the bms
    heads give you beef you put ’em in the mausoleum
    and shit don’t start pumping ’til after pm 
    uh ignorant minds i free ’em
    if you tired of the same old everyday you will agree i’m
    the most obligated hard and rrated
    slated to be the best i must confess the star made it
    some might even say this song is sexistes
    ’cause i asked the girls to rub on their breasteses
    whether you’re riding the train or a lexuses
    this is for either or rollies or timexeses
    wicked like exorcist this is the joint
    you holding up the wall then you missing the point

    get the fuck up
    simon says get the fuck up
    throw your hands in the sky buckbuckbuckbuckbuck
    the bronx is in the back shooting craps now what’s up
    girls rub on your titties yeah
    i said rub on your titties
    new york city gritty committee pity the fool
    that act shitty in the midst of the calm the witty

    new jeruz get the fuck up
    shaolin yeah get the fuck up
    long isle c’mon get the fuck up
    worldwide c’mon c’mon get the fuck up

    Artist: Pharoahe Monch

    Year: 1999

    Decade: 90s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 271