Stand Up lyrics    [Intro]  Stand up! Stand up!  Stand up! Stand up!    [Chorus: Ludacris and (Shawna)]  When I move you move (just like that?)  When I move you move (just like that?)  When I move you move (just like that?)  Hell yeah! Hey DJ bring that back!  (When I move you move) just like that?  (When I move you move) just like that?  (When I move you move) just like that?  (Hell yeah, Hey DJ bring that back!)    [Verse - 1]  How you ain't gon' FUCK! Bitch I'm me?  I'm the GOD DAMN reason you in VIP  CEO you don't have to see ID  I'm young, wild, and strapped like Chi-Ali  BLAOW! We ain't got nothing to worry about  Whoop ass, let security carry em out  Watch out for the medallion my diamonds are wreckless  Feels like a MIDGET is hanging from my neckless  I pulled up wit a million trucks  Looking, smelling, feeling like a million bucks-ahh!  Pass the bottles, the heat is on  We in the huddle all smoking that Cheech & Chong  What's wrong?! The club and moon is full  And I'm lookin for a THICK young lady to pull  One sure shot way to get em outta them pants  Take note to the brand new dance, like this          [Chorus]    [Verse - 2]  Go on wit ya big ass! lemme see something  Tell ya little friend he can quit mean mugging  I'm lit and I don't care what no one thinks  But where the FUCK is the waitress at wit my drinks?!  My people outside and they can't get in  We gon' rush the back door and break em in  The owner already pissed cause we sorta late  But our time and our clothes gotta coordinate  Most girls lookin right some lookin a mess  That's why they spilling drinks all over ya dress  But Louis Vuitton bras all over your breasts  Got me wanting to put hickies all over ya chest-ahh  C'mon! we gon party tonight  Y'all use mouth to mouth bring the party to life  Don't be scurred, show another part of your life  The more drinks in your system the harder to fight!    [Chorus]    [Bridge]  Stand up! Stand up!  Stand up! Stand up!    [Verse - 3]  Damn right the Fire Marshall wanna shut us down  Get us out so someone can gun us down  We was two songs away from getting some cutta  Now we one song away from tearing da club up  Move over! Luda got something to say  Do it now cause 'tomorrow' ain't promised 'today'  Work wit me! let's become one with the beat  And don't worry bout me steppin all over ya feet    [Chorus]    [Outro]  Stand up! Stand up!  Stand up! Stand up!  Stand up! (just like that?)  Stand up! (just like that?)  Stand up! Stand up!    these lyrics are submitted by botas