Get Up Rhymefest (Ft. Wale)

[Verse One: Rhymefest, Wale, & Both]
Let’s get up, let’s get down
I’m Rhymefest, yes, I’m from Chi-Town
I rep DMV but I be’s from uptown
Up-stock, up-rock, yes, it’s us now
Touché, who say El Che don’t get pu-ssay?
Who down low? That’s you, boy, you gay
And I ain’t in the club buying drinks for grou-pies
I buy ‘em all water like Bobby Boucher
And bitches is boujee, yeah but bitches in groups
They don’t listen to you, they like Tribe, you Lupe
Wale, touché, two shades darker
Y’all not gangstas, y’all not popping
Like soda, rhyme backwards, young Yoda
Die, will you come over?
Hip-hop Lee Iacocca, model bitches stay coked up
Takin' in the white, we sober, I'm doper

[Break: Rhymefest & Sample]
Ain’t no words to this song
Yeah! You are now welcome
You just dance and hum along
To the Michael Jackson... dedication... album!
Say, it ain’t no words to this song
Featuring... Rhymefest!
You just dance and you hum along
Yo, Mark! bring it in! C'mon!
Now dance!