Cueue Ayun – Get Down

Letra “Cueue Ayun – Get Down” Official Lyrics

Verse 1

Man in the mirror is clean, looking a million
The fitted fit with the jeans. Gonna be killing em
Turned to the back, like you learned in a rap
Way to let the ladies know that you’re earning the scratch
Tryna have your back get scratched up
Cause it’s a lot of action packed in that club
Fishing for the first catch that’s backing that up. That’s what you
Live for. Heard Trey’s Song. That’s what you’re here for
Therefore, since you’re airport. No. Since you’re
Space station, try to vacate and playdate with
An aspiring astronaut
With no brain that’ll happily pass some top
To anybody passing by half as fly
That’ll complimеnt her and then tell hеr to have a shot
Since you have a shot, you go to get her
Then get intercepted by a man in a hooded sweatshirt, uh

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Chorus

Ain’t nobody gonna free you, but yourself
Nobody’s gonna be you, but yourself
Nobody really sees you, but yourself
Time to do a redo, for yourself (x2)
Everybody get down! I ain’t came here to start, just
Wanna aim at my target
Everybody get down! Throw the lame in the garbage
Put the brain on the market (x2), everybody get…
(Turn it up, turn it up, turn it up, turn it up. I said
x4
)

Verse 2

Man in the mirror you seen and you ain’t feeling him
The pistol fit in the jeans. Gonna be killing him
Tucked in the back, like you learned in a rap
Feeling really crispy with the burner attached
Gonna give him the feeling of a flamethrower
Claiming to be a player, so Punish him. Game over
Running out of quarters. No chance to continue
Banished to a newer venue when you end dude
Speaking of dude, now the dude in sight. Gotta do it right
Like Claymation. Send his brain on a vacation
This wasn’t the life to live
Got his sights on a girl his type. So nice and fit
With a head like a lightbulb. No bright in it
Pretty sure he don’t see her as a light to fix
What is it, 2 AM? Too late for dude
Soon as he go to make his move, you make your move. Come on!

Chorus

Verse 3

Makeup made up right
Looking at your homegirl, like, “I’ma pick a mate up, right
And I may let him stay the night
But I’m gonna kill his face if he ain’t got his cake up right.”
She says, “look for the guy looking a billion
Then shoot him the eye like you are feeling him.”
You tell the girl, “I got this
Gonna rape the pockets of the first guy looking fly with
The hat to the back.” Know he yearn for the snatch
In your Trunks, though, you’re packing the Burning Attack
That’s alright. Long as he ain’t on no learning the facts
Bull crap, then maybe you can earn when he tap
Nah, nah I ain’t saying you a gold digger
You just ain’t messing with a broke nigga. More like a go getter
But he must ain’t really know what to say
Cause he just stopped and started to go other way. What?

Chorus

This wasn’t a story of a man killing another man. This was a story of one man killing his own mentality. The saying is, “old habits die hard,” but only once you realize how destructive those old habits are can they really die

Turn up the Volume. Tuh, tuh, turn up the Volume(x2)
Turn up the Volume. Yeah, yeah, turn up the Volume…..
Cueue Ayun!