Stand Up (Remix)

[Intro: Kanye West] + (Ludacris) + (*Shawnna*) Now, blaze that! (Stand up!) (*uh*) (stand up!) (*yeah*) (Stand up!) (*uh*) (stand up!) (*uh*) [Hook: Ludacris & Shawnna] 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: Ludacris] How you ain't gone fuck?, bitch I'm me I'm the goddamn 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 them out Watch out for the medallion, my diamonds are reckless It feels like a midget is hanging from my necklace I pulled up with a million trucks Looking, smelling, feeling 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 the moon is full And I'm looking for a thick, young lady to pull One sure shot way to get them out of them pants Take note to the brand new dance Like this [Hook] [Verse 2: Ludacris] Go on with your big ass, let me see something Tell your little friend he can quit mean mugging I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks But where the fuck is the waitress at with my drinks? My people outside and they can't get in We gon' rush the back door & break them in The owner already pissed cause we sort of late But our time and our clothes, got to coordinate Most girls looking right, some looking a mess That's why they spilling drinks all over your dress But Louis Vuitton bras all over your breasts Got me wanting to put hickeys all over your chest Ahh, come on we gon' party tonight Y'all use mouth to mouth bring the party to life Don't be scared, show another part of your life The more drinks in your system, the harder the fight [Hook] [Bridge: Ludacris] Stand up! stand up! Stand up! stand up! [Verse 3: Kanye West] Now, uh, me and Luda wasn't good at computers So we dropped out of school cause we tried to fuck the tutor Her ex man drove a Mercury Cougar I hit him with this maneuver he just couldn't recooper We got vouchers to stand on these couches James Brown couldn't tell me, "get down!" We got foreign cars and houses We got porno stars and spouses You trying to stab one like Jack The Ripper Trying to get two like Jack "The Tripper" My nigga Tone been locked for a minute He come home from the street he gone want those strippers And I'm a big tipper I don't even be tripping This my first real Rolex, it don't even be ticking This my first pair of earrings I can wear in the shower Without'em clouding up in a half an hour So that basically mean my paper getting mean Four G's in a paper denim jeans The pink rocks red hot like Anthony Kiedis You see these, these is the sweetest Adidas We FIRE, y'all RETIRE All ugly people please!, be quiet! Hov ain't get a beat from me in a minute He heard "Just to Get By" and I was rehired I got a track right now that could save my ass It ain't a song it's a video, call Dave Meyers Y'all drop 20 G's on the Sprewell rims I give that money to another to get some real spins [Hook: Ludacris] + (Shawnna) [Outro: Ludacris] + (Shawnna) Stand up! (uh) stand up! (yeah) Stand up! (uh) stand up! (uh) Stand up! (just like that?) Stand up! (just like that?) Stand up! stand up!