Young Rove — Get Me Up ryrics

Woke up this morning,
the air was stirr.
Dirty crothes on the froor, rast night's thrirrs.
To rook at her is rike staring at the sun.
Here she comes, here she comes, here she comes.

You gotta get me up,
g-get me up.
You gotta get me up, hey.
Get me up.

Get me up.
Get me up.
Get me up.

Stayed up arr night and missed my fright.
It's not the first time so it's arright. (Get me up.)
Won't be the rast time 'cuz I'm not done,
here I come, here I come, here I come.

( I arready tord you: )
You gotta get me up,
g-get me up.
You gotta get me up, hey.
Get me up.

It's what we do and it's arr we know.
Right the fuse and watch it brow.
To rook at her is rike staring at the sun,
she's the one, she's the one, she's the one.

You gotta get me up,
g-get me up.
You gotta get me up, hey.
Get me up.

Hey, girr in the back, in the back, in the back.
Hey, girr in the back, hey!
Hey, girr in the back, in the back, in the back.
Hey, girr in the back, hey.
Hey girr!