[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
You got to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't spend all your time tryna get high
You need git up, git out and git something
How will you make it if you never even try?
You need to git up, git out and git something
'Cause you and I got to do for you and I
That's why

[Verse 1: Big Boi]
Well, uh, get up, stand up, so what's said, you pinhead?
See, when I was a youngster, used to wear them country Pro Keds
My mama made me do it but the devil, he made me smart
Told me to jack them weak suckers for they hooded Starters
In the middle school, I was a bigger fool
I worе with tank tops to show off my tattoo, thought I was cool
I used to hang out with my daddy's brothers, I call them my unclеs
They taught me (They taught me), I followed them when they ran numbers
So in a sense, I was Rosemary's baby
And then I learned the difference between a trick and a lady
Hell, I treat 'em all like those, see I pimped 'em
Witch never had my money so I never whipped 'em
See, all the playas came and all the playas went
A playa ain't a gangsta but a playa can handle his business
You need to git up, git out, git something
Smoke out cause it's all about money, money, money
Yeah I said it, a n***a sporting plaits and a Braves hat
I hang with Rico Wade 'cause the Dungeon is where the funk's at, boy
I'm true to Organized cause they raised me
I'm also down with LaFace 'cause L.A. Reid, yeah, he pays me
And it's cool, yeah, it's real cool getting paid fat pockets
And all that other fat stuff like that, yeah
[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
You got to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't spend all your time tryna get high
You need git up, git out and git something
How will you make it if you never even try?
You need to git up, git out and git something
'Cause you and I got to do for you and I
That's why

[Verse 2: André 3000]
Y'all telling me that I need to get out and vote, huh, why?
Ain't nobody Black running but crac-kers
So, why I got to register?
I thinking of better stuff to do with my time
Never smelled aroma of diploma, but I write the deep-est rhymes
So let me take y'all way
Back to when Benjamin stayed in Southwest Atlanta, ayy
Y'all could not tell me nothing, thought I hit that bottom rock
At age thirteen, start working at the loading dock
They laying my mama off of work, General Motors trippin'
But I come home banked like Hank, from licking and dipping
Doing dumb thangs, not knowing what I know now
Yeah, that petty stuff will have you cased up and locked down
I dips, over to East Point still actin' a fool
Wasting my time in the school, I'd rather be shooting pool
Cool is how I played the tenth grade
I thought it was all about mackin' girls and wearing pimp fade
Instead of being in class, I'd rather be up in some (In some)
Not thinking about them six courses that I need to pass
Graduation rolled around like rolly-pollies
Damn, that's messed up, I should've listened when my mama told me
That, if you play now, you're gonna suffer later
Figured she was talking yang yang so I paid her no attention
And kept missing the point she tried to poke me with
The doper that I get, the more I'm feeling broke as chits
Huh, but that don't matter though, I am an O-U-T-Kast
So get up off your ass
[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
You got to git up, git out and git something
Don't let the days of your life pass by
You need to git up, git out and git something
Don't spend all your time tryna get high
You need git up, git out and git something
How will you make it if you never even try?
You need to git up, git out and git something
'Cause you and I got to do for you and I
That's why

[Outro: Cee-Lo]
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