Mount Up

Lyrics

[Verse 1] From a land that's never artificial, I'm bipartisan Pardon my black pistol, that's for all'a dem No discrimination issue, I just face the fiscal, year I'm Gregory Hines, Ev is Billy Crystal Runnin' Scared in over a hundred pair of Chuck Taylors Hundreds in green and blue paper Get money, bummy ain't funny Pit stop at the tree spot on Bundy Al Bundy, except I kept Peggy cummin' Swipe game's up to par, naturally stunning I had orders to roll up a whole quarter pounder With this bat, you won't hit a grounder Chris Savage, one vice I manage Just average, a day in Los Angeles Dodger Blue, Rerun and Roger, too What's Happenin' Now, Herut still rockin' you [Chorus] Mount up, streets are bouncin' Mount up, people bouncin' Mount up, streets are bouncin' Mount up, people bouncin' [Verse 2] Everything I have, I'ma give you, 'cept just a little I'ma hold for the days when the rain hit you I'm a drone missile, I'm a lone pistol I'm from that, "Oh shit, did you hear the gangster's whistle?" See, I'm a lone papi, a clone can't copy Just a sip of Patron and her warm body Now that's the life, Johnny, I never liked the Giants I gotta eat, stop, stop, nine times Know how to pick 'em, my pedigree's a real tradition Of having beautiful women in various positions In my circumference, I'm fit, I've been runnin' hundreds I tried to bump your shit and it wasn't runnin' I'm a fade all day for this Herut movement This true music is a vice, I abuse it The local kush, the local push to the store These locals wanna pull and get pull, get good [Chorus] Mount up, streets are bouncin' Mount up, people bouncin' Mount up, streets are bouncin' Mount up, people bouncin' [Outro] Let's mount up Let's mount up Let's mount up Let's mount up