Letras:
The Status Get Back On Your Feet

bake the cake, I be that nigga that brings the icing Disregard your whole identity and revoke your driver's licence You know I blast in your ass real fast Got your

mackin fly honies on the train to straight relaxin on the beach, countin money gettin brain Soon as you rappers get a chance you wanna floss a lot You

of dealing on the dirty boulevard Give me your hungry, your tired your poor I'll piss on 'em That's what the Statue of Bigotry says Your poor huddled

it home When they can't catch me cuz their way too slow You already know Every time I hit the field I put on a show But it's easy to cuz I'm a pro Everybody get up on your feet

Man:] Word? Well Lemme get that. Early, yeah yeah. [Inspectah Deck:] Sometimes, we all gotta go. [Raekwon:] Bring that bucket in here. Get some ice, man

Ounce And Call It 24 U Sit On 24s And We Sip On 24s Got The Caddy's Sitten On A Pair Of Gucci Penny Loafs I Get Money Fuck With Bitches That Get Me Mo

Dangling your feet in San Turiny breeze Make a virtual picture, and spin around That ain't it, well fuck it nigga we get it down Never try to grab your

on and The West coast, you gotta rock on and ah down South, you gotta rock on and Check it... "Now you can go!" Mister Pussy Emcee, just get on gone Get on

from nigga You gettin' tired of your chick tell her pack her shit I'll come and get her I'll put her on to some shit and get her grind right Get her mind