Trick Daddy built a substantial following in the south, with the regional hits "Nann Nigga" and "Shut Up" (both featuring fellow Slip-N-Slide rapper Trina) before breaking through to achieve national prominence in 2001 with his hit singles "Take It To Da House" and "I'm A Thug."
Trick Daddy has since had hit singles in "In Da Wind," "Sugar (Gimme Some)" and "Let's Go," which featured Twista & Lil Jon and production by Jim Jonsin that was highlighted by a crunked up version of Ozzy Osbourne staple "Crazy Train." "Let's Go" is Trick Daddy's most successful hit to date, peaking at #7 on the Billboard Hot 100 singles chart.
Get On Up
Trick Daddy Lyrics
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Hataz betta watch out for tha butt
I bring it to ya, wha? Bring it from ya head to ya wha?
Yea, I'm real wit it, nigga wha? You want to playa hate nigga, wha?
Yea I'm Slip-n-Slide nigga wha? You betta give a fuck
Feel yo body penetratin' though ya gut
You betta come quick 'fo some niggaz come hatin', ya heard!!!
Before I get to burnin' ya, Slip-n-Slide turnin' ya
Queen can't be touched like hot potatoes
Every nigga I know keep a glock for hataz
Let me know wha he doin' wit tha rocks
Nigga, let me know I'll run up in tha spot
Get me two steaks, a drank and lock down
Ain't no visualizin', like me now
Queen like drank, gotta stand my ground
Back up off me wit tha hands I clown
Slip-n-Slide on tha dump, if you want to know wassup
If you know like I know bet not fuck
We got tha weed in tha tote, nigga want to deed, here I don't
Nigga bring tha be 's for tha pump
Tribe comin' clean like a bitch
We gon hit yo town for a lick
Nigga, we don't run we attack 'em
Then you can't splack em
Nigga outta line so we had to subtract 'em
We keep it real, while ya'll counterfeit
Throw a glass when I can't, then a sign ya get
We gon do ya like a pound we get
So you betta stay from round my shit
Slip-n-Slide put me on tha list
[Chorus:]
Miami, get on up!!! Atlanta, get on up!!!! Alabama, get on up!!!!
Mississippi, get on up!!! Houston, get on up!!! Carolina, get on up!!!
New Orleans, get on up!!! Chicago, get on up!!!
If you ain't Slippin-n-Slide, how you ride?
You get yo head cracked open, when SS start collide
Whoa now, ay hold up boy, ain't no thang
To get off tha chain and steal ya Jordans
Ya get a stain on ya brain from tha Southeast
Once ya getta dick and some nuts in ya mouth, eats nigga
Ain't no click like this one
That'll make a jealous nigga want to get a big gun
But it's too late cause we gon', my dawgs got tha AK, I got tha chrome
We finna chill at tha top like wha?
This game is a fat pussy finna get fucked, its like tha nigga
Slip-n-Slide 'til I die ass nigga
Pull a nigga hoe in tha fly ass Jetta
And fuck on anotha
Stay smoked out, Money Mark stay loched out
Bicardi wit tha chokes out, hollerin' folks out
When I go by hittin this, Slip-n-Slide ain't no forgettin' this
Eatin' on bitches cause I'm different
Pack Villangers, fuck hoes that's willin ta
Give up tha guts and let 'em smoke 'til they feel tha nut
Skeelo, bad bitches in Speedo's
And there will be no, where we go
See yo, doin what tha fuck we want to do
Bust slugs and join ya crew, so wha you gon do?
[Chorus:]
San Fran, get on up!!! Oakland, get on up!!!! Detroit, get on up!!!
Dallas, get on up!!! St. Louis, get on up!!!! Baltimore, get on up!!!
L.A. get on up!!! New York, get on up!!!
I'm into introducin' myself as tha greatest
No if, and buts or maybe's, unless you's a hata
So real niggaz gon die by days, while you hoe niggaz cry
Why you fussin niggaz lie?
Die by days, don't want to hea about tha click you abound
You know a nigga wit a Benz like mines?
Same color, same yea like mines
Same model, same red like mines
Every hoe I'm fuckin, you don fucked, bruh
And every bet I call, you matched ya 'lil sucka
You got beef wit 'ol boy model
Well shave ya head and get gold teeth like 'ol boy
Peepin my D's galore, lovin these skeeza hoes
How do you suppose? New clothes to change ya hoe
You, fuck nigga, jus got to go, sucka
[Chorus:]
Louisville, get on up!!! Robin Hood, get on up!!!!
Liberty City, get on up!!! Carol City, get on up!!!
Opalocka, get on up!!! 'Lil Haiti, get on up!!!
Overtime, get on up!!! Richmond Heights, get on up!!!
Pullrine, get on up!!!! Ohhh, get on up!!!!
Seminola, get on up!!! Stop pot, get on up!!!
Wynnewood, get on up!!! Pork and beans, get on up!!!
Twenty second Ave, get on up!!! Thirty second Ave, get on up!!!
Won't cha get on up!!! Get on up!!! Get on up!!!
Won't cha get on up!!! Get on up!! Get on up!!!
Get on up!!!! won't cha get on up!!!! Get on up!!!!
Get on up!!! Get on up!!! won't cha get on up!!!
Get on up!!! Get on up!!! Get on up!!! won't cha get on up!!!!
The lyrics of Trick Daddy's song "Get On Up" depict his bravado and pride in his identity as a member of the Slip-n-Slide rap group. He speaks of smoking weed and warning his haters to watch out, as he brings the heat to them. Trick Daddy also talks about the powerful presence of his crew, describing them as unstoppable forces that will not shy away from violence. He mentions that they have access to guns and are willing to use them against anyone who tries to cross them. Trick Daddy also challenges those who are not a part of the Slip-n-Slide crew and questions their loyalty and commitment to the game.
Overall, the lyrics of "Get On Up" seem to be a reflection of Trick Daddy's confidence as a rapper, his pride in his crew, and his willingness to do whatever it takes to survive in the rap game. He paints a vivid picture of violence and bravery mixed with moments of pleasure and indulgence. The song showcases his ability to rhyme well and rap with a sense of style and swagger.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm sittin in tha cut, smokin on wha?
I'm sitting and relaxing here, smoking some marijuana
Hataz betta watch out for tha butt
People who hate on me better watch their back and be prepared
I bring it to ya, wha? Bring it from ya head to ya wha?
I'll confront you directly and make you think about your actions
Yea, I'm real wit it, nigga wha? You want to playa hate nigga, wha?
Yes, I'm honest and straightforward. If you want to hate, go ahead
Yea I'm Slip-n-Slide nigga wha? You betta give a fuck
I'm from Slip-n-Slide and you better respect it
Feel yo body penetratin' though ya gut
You'll feel fear and intimidation from deep inside you
You betta come quick 'fo some niggaz come hatin', ya heard!!!
You better act fast before some people come and start hating on you
Before I get to burnin' ya, Slip-n-Slide turnin' ya
I'll give you a warning before I do something drastic and Slip-n-Slide will be the one to teach you a lesson
Queen can't be touched like hot potatoes
I'm untouchable, like hot potatoes
Every nigga I know keep a glock for hataz
Everyone that I know carries a gun to protect themselves from haters
Let me know wha he doin' wit tha rocks
Tell me what he's doing with the drugs
Nigga, let me know I'll run up in tha spot
Let me know and I'll go there and confront him
Get me two steaks, a drank and lock down
Get me some food and drinks and stay put
Ain't no visualizin', like me now
There's no one else like me in the game
Queen like drank, gotta stand my ground
I like to drink, and I stand up for myself
Back up off me wit tha hands I clown
Don't get too close or I'll fight back
Slip-n-Slide on tha dump, if you want to know wassup
Slip-n-Slide is in charge here, if you want to know what's going on
If you know like I know bet not fuck
If you're aware of what's going on, don't mess with me
We got tha weed in tha tote, nigga want to deed, here I don't
We have marijuana in the bag, if you want some, I don't have it
Nigga bring tha be's for tha pump
Bring the bullets for the gun
Tribe comin' clean like a bitch
My group is coming clean and ready to work together
We gon hit yo town for a lick
We're going to your town to rob you
Nigga, we don't run we attack 'em
We don't run away, we'll fight back aggressively
Then you can't splack em
And you can't retaliate
Nigga outta line so we had to subtract 'em
Someone crossed us, so we had to get rid of them
We keep it real, while ya'll counterfeit
We're authentic, while others are fake
Throw a glass when I can't, then a sign ya get
If I can't fight with my fists, I'll use a weapon and give you a warning
We gon do ya like a pound we get
We'll destroy you just like a pound (of drugs) that we acquire
So you betta stay from round my shit
Stay away from my business and don't mess with me
Miami, get on up!!! Atlanta, get on up!!!! Alabama, get on up!!! Mississippi, get on up!!! Houston, get on up!!! Carolina, get on up!!! New Orleans, get on up!!! Chicago, get on up!!!
A call to get up and party in all of these cities
If you ain't Slippin-n-Slide, how you ride?
If you're not part of Slip-n-Slide, who are you hanging out with?
You get yo head cracked open, when SS start collide
You'll get hurt when Slip-n-Slide gets involved
Whoa now, ay hold up boy, ain't no thang
Hold on, there's no need to fight
To get off tha chain and steal ya Jordans
To go crazy and steal your expensive shoes
Ya get a stain on ya brain from tha Southeast
You'll get a bad reputation from the Southeast area
Once ya getta dick and some nuts in ya mouth, eats nigga
Once you've been humiliated, you can't say anything
Ain't no click like this one
There's no group like ours
That'll make a jealous nigga want to get a big gun
Others are envious of us and will try to strike back
But it's too late cause we gon', my dawgs got tha AK, I got tha chrome
But it's too late because we're already prepared to fight back
We finna chill at tha top like wha?
We're going to relax and enjoy our success
This game is a fat pussy finna get fucked, its like tha nigga
This situation is like a fat girl waiting to get laid
Slip-n-Slide 'til I die ass nigga
I'm a proud member of Slip-n-Slide and will always represent them
Pull a nigga hoe in tha fly ass Jetta
I'm taking someone's girlfriend in my awesome Jetta
And fuck on anotha
And cheat on her with someone else
Stay smoked out, Money Mark stay loched out
I'm always high on drugs, and Money Mark is always paranoid
Bicardi wit tha chokes out, hollerin' folks out
Drinking Bacardi and coughing, calling people out
When I go by hittin this, Slip-n-Slide ain't no forgettin' this
People will remember me and Slip-n-Slide when I go by
Eatin' on bitches cause I'm different
I treat women differently because I'm unique
Pack Villangers, fuck hoes that's willin ta
I'm surrounded by friends, and we all have sex with women who are willing
Give up tha guts and let 'em smoke 'til they feel tha nut
They'll have sex with us and we'll have them smoke drugs until they orgasm
Skeelo, bad bitches in Speedo's
Skeelo has many attractive women in swimsuits around him
And there will be no, where we go
There is no limit to where we'll go and what we'll do
See yo, doin what tha fuck we want to do
We're doing whatever we want, and it's nobody's business
Bust slugs and join ya crew, so wha you gon do?
We'll shoot bullets at your group and join in the fight. What are you going to do?
Louisville, get on up!!! Robin Hood, get on up!!!!
Liberty City, get on up!!! Carol City, get on up!!!
Opalocka, get on up!!! 'Lil Haiti, get on up!!!
Overtime, get on up!!! Richmond Heights, get on up!!!
Pullrine, get on up!!!! Ohhh, get on up!!!!
Seminola, get on up!!! Stop pot, get on up!!!
Wynnewood, get on up!!! Pork and beans, get on up!!!
Twenty second Ave, get on up!!! Thirty second Ave, get on up!!!
Another call to all of these places to get up and party
Won't cha get on up!!! Get on up!!! Get on up!!!
Won't cha get on up!!! Get on up!! Get on up!!!
Get on up!!!! won't cha get on up!!!! Get on up!!!!
Get on up!!! Get on up!!! won't cha get on up!!!
Repeated call to get up and party more
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ADAM DUGGINS, JO VAUGHN CLARK, MARK SEYMOUR, MAURICE MARSHALL, MAURICE YOUNG, NATHANIEL SIMPKINS, TORY WHEELER
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Patricia Shackelford Boggs Hamp
What the younger generation of rappers is missing is one of the best storytelling of all of the kings and queen of slip n slide records and thier representation of the Dade County culture of this era and the influences that are still a nuance in today's present rap culture
MurkMan9ohhh4
305 Til I Die!!!!
B Bailey
Ride out!!!!!!!!!!
shante carswell
305 I’m still here T DOUBLE DD GET ON UP 2023
Ricky Clinton
Anybody know the original one wit the little girls saying the names thats where they got this 1 from
William Dupree
Might as well shave ya head and get gold teeth like the ol boy
Money Mark Diggla
Pull a ni**a h*e in a fly ass Jetta, then f**k her on the leather! - Money Mark
Patricia Shackelford Boggs Hamp
Pork and Beans projects 65 and 14th Ave Ms Thelma Anderson YOOOO 💯💯💯💯💯💯
RPshmuck97
One of my favorite songs, but that second verse by queen is so bad I wish there was a version without it
Samuel Demetro
Sam gypsy raw deal