Get Up 10 Lyrics

Look, they gave a b^^ch two options: stripping or lose
Used to dance in a club right across from my school
I said “dance” not “f^^k”, don’t get it confused
Had to set the record straight ’cause b^^ches 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 dripping in jewels
A b^^ch play with my money? Might as well spit in my food
b^^ches hated my guts, now they swear we was cool
Went from making tuna sandwiches to making the news
I started speaking my mind and tripled my views
Real b^^ch, only thing fake is the boobs

Get money, go hard, you’re motherf^^king right
Never been a fraud in my motherf^^king life
Get money, go hard, damn f^^king right
Stunt on these b^^ches out of motherf^^king spite
Ain’t no running up on me, went from nothing to glory
I ain’t telling ya to do it, I’m just telling my story
I don’t hang with these b^^ches ’cause these b^^ches be corny
And I got enough bras, ya ain’t gotta support me

I went from rag to riches, went from WIC to lit, n^^ga
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
b^^ches stab you in your back while they smiling in your face
Talking crazy on your name, trying not to catch a case
I waited my whole life just to shit on n^^gas
Climbed to the top floor so I can spit on n^^gas
Said “I was just tryna chill and make bangers”
Tell all these old b^^ches they in danger (stop)
The thing on my hip whip b^^ches into shape
That’s what I call a f^^king waist trainer
You gon’ run up on who and do what? (who)
I think ya got your story screwed up
I came here to ball, is you nuts?
I don’t want your punk-a^s man, I’m too tough (facts)

I’m the one that’s killing shit, hands down
If you got a problem with me, say it now
‘Cause I don’t wanna hear no sneak dissing
‘Specially not from one you weak b^^ches
I’m on go like I don’t see no stop lights
I’m stepping out every day, prom night (facts)
So if it’s all love, show me love then
‘Cause you hating on a b^^ch, that’s what it sounds like
Beast mode, that’s how I give it up, n^^ga
Hoodie low, that’s how I’m pulling 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

And we all know you ain’t that type (no)
I smack you and the b^^ch that you act like
I started getting money, b^^ches upset (cash)
They remind me of my p^^sy, b^^ches mad tight
Nails done, hair lit, keep them both laced
Come through shinning with them Rollies bust face
Headshot, headshot, tell ’em closed case
Ain’t no b^^ches spitting like this since 08′
I don’t trust no n^^ga, I don’t fear no b^^ch
Whole life been through some f^^ked up shit
They say I’m too that, oh, I’m too this
When you seen what I’ve seen, you end up like this

I walked into the label, “where the check at?”
Cardi B on the charts, ain’t expect that
Where that b^^ch that was claiming she a threat?
I’ma put a Louboutin where her neck at
They say I’m too ratchet, they say I act wild
I’m tryna whip the foreign like a bad a^s child (bad a^s child, skrrt)
They caught me slippin’ once, tell ’em 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
b^^ch

I’ma make a f^^k n^^ga feel me
Said I’ma do a broke b^^ch filthy
I’ma make a f^^k n^^ga feel me
Said I’ma do a broke b^^ch filthy

We gon’ win
Knock me down nine times, but I get up ten
Yeah
I said we gon’ win
Knock me down nine times, but I get up ten
b^^ch

Other Lyrics By Cardi B
Up
What A Girl Likes
Um Yea
Stripper Hoe
Sick 16
Rumors
Red Barz
Press
Please Me
Money
Lick Remix
La Modelo
La Bebe Remix
I Like It Remix
Cheap Ass Weave
Bodak Yellow Remix
I Do
Thru Your Phone
She Bad
Money Bag
Ring
I Like It
Best Life
Be Careful
Bodak Yellow
Bickenhead
Drip
Pop Off
Pull Up
Never Give Up
Back It Up
Rollin
Hectic
Lick
Bronx Season
With That Remix
Everything
B.O.N Remix
Sauce Boyz
Lit Thot
Trick
Foreva
I Gotta Hurt You
Selfish
Her Perspective (Skit)
Washpoppin
Trust Issues
Wap

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