Artist: Ludacris Album: Chicken-N-Beer Song: Stand Up Typed by: akademik_geniuz@yahoo.com [Intro] Stand up! Stand up! Stand up! Stand up! [Chorus: Ludacris and (woman)] When I move you move (just like that?) When I move you move (just like that?) When I move you move (just like that?) Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back! (When I move you move) just like that? (When I move you move) just like that? (When I move you move) just like that? (Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!) [Verse - 1] How you ain't gon' FUCK?! Bitch I'm me I'm the GOD DAMN reason you in V.I.P. CEO, you don't have to see ID I'm young, wild, and strapped like Chi-Ali BLAOW! We ain't got nothing to worry about Whoop ass, let security carry 'em out Watch out for the medallion my diamonds are wreckless Feels like a MIDGET is hanging from my necklace I pulled up wit a million trucks Lookin, smellin, feelin like a million bucks-ahh! Pass the bottles, the heat is on We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & Chong What's wrong?! The club and moon is full And I'm lookin for a THICK young lady to pull One sure shot way to get 'em outta them pants Take note to the brand new dance, like this [Chorus] [Verse - 2] Go on wit ya big ass! Lemme see somethin Tell ya little friend he can quit mean muggin I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks But where the FUCK is the waitress at wit my drinks?! My people outside and they can't get in We gon' rush the back door and break 'em in The owner already pissed cause we sorta late But our time and our clothes gotta "cooooordinate" Most girls lookin right some lookin a mess That's why they spilling drinks all over ya dress But Louie Vuitton bras all over your breasts Got me wanting to put hickies all over ya chest-ahh C'mon! We gon' party tonight Y'all use mouth to mouth, bring the party to life Don't be scurred, show another part of your life The more drinks in your system the harder the fight! [Chorus] [Bridge] Stand up! Stand up! Stand up! Stand up! [Verse - 3] Damn right the fire marshall wanna shut us down Get us out so someone can gun us down We was two songs away from getting some cutta Now we one song away from tearing da club up Move over! Luda got something to say Do it now cause tomorrow ain't promised today Work wit me! Let's become one with the beat And don't worry bout me steppin all over ya feet [Chorus] [Outro] Stand up! Stand up! Stand up! Stand up! Stand up! (just like that?) Stand up! (just like that?) Stand up! Stand up!