Lyrics
get up, and do your stuff
what, and lets get bucked
and what, and lets get crunk
and what, lets get fucked up
Skeet Man Pete to the floor to the floor
with the knick nacks patty wack give this girl a bone
kill'er with the flow like im a guillotine bro
i got the rap game in a choke hold, four
to the three, to the two, to the one, im the shit
cool as an ice cap, come get with
gotta catch me when im fresh out the whip
music so loud you can hear when i dip
check out the kicks you can tell that they tight
flower of the side with the black on the white
adidas all day and adidas all night
first thing you see when i hop out the ride
Get Up, Get Up, baby here we go
bacardi white mixed with sprite, down down it go
out with the beat, all lights on me
who the fuck is that? why its Skeet Man Pete
Get Up, Get Up, I say, Get Up, Get Up
Get Up, Get Up, I say, Get Up, Get Up
throw your, hands up, west coast in the sky
throw your, hands up, lets party all night
get up, and do your stuff
what, and lets get bucked
and what, and lets get crunk
and what, lets get fucked up
jeans sag low, to the floor to the floor
Skeet Man Pete, whatcha know whatcha know
glass full of Vo got me bouncing of walls
one hand in the air, 'nother hand on my balls
I bring the what? yeah I bring the heat
summer in the winter, boy i am the shit
i am on fire, metaphorically speak
listen to my music every day of the week
I never bring out much, but what I do is always such
tight shit, tight shit, listen to it, repeat
mothafuckas grange boy, magic man here we go
its the Skeet Man Pete rockin with the tight flow
get up, and do your stuff
what, and lets get bucked
and what, and lets get crunk
and what, lets get fucked up
