Video Get Up Turn It Up de Cj 2025 Reggaeton Lyrics

Cj - Get Up Turn It Up Lyrics

Tell the DJ turn it up
Tell the DJ turn it up
Tell the DJ turn it up
Now jump back, now jump up
No fist pump, throw 'em in the sky
fist pump, throw 'em in the sky
fist pump, throw 'em in the sky
Bring it back, let's go one time

Tell the DJ turn it up
Tell the DJ turn it up
Tell the DJ turn it up
Now jump back, now jump up
Now fist pump, throw 'em in the sky
fist pump, throw 'em in the sky
fist pump, now let's jump
Tear this-tear this mutha up!

Round one, that's right, you suck at life
All these chickens wanna catch me? Catch a flight
Worship the King, kneel get a blister
Got you seeing double, Sister-Sister

Kill 'em, behead 'em, hang 'em on the wall
Eating 'em like I'm a - cannibal
ya'll n*ggas can't even spell that
Bottle full of OFF, repel that

So let me tell you this Mister
This swag can't be cured with no Elixir
I am the one you want, and I am the one you fear
Got them tangled up, a game of Twister

Cause ya'll know what the f*ck I do
Driving n*ggas down the Avenue
Get a different quote and you might surpass
These n*ggas so dirty, they can wipe my ass

No no, I didn't mean that
I'm a good little boy, where my fiend at?
Got flows so sick, and my heads a brick
And all you haters, you can suck my -

No no I didn't mean that
Wait wait, oh yes I mean that
You chickens can't ball, you're on the bench
And drinking water bottles that are full of -


Tell the DJ turn it up
Tell the DJ turn it up
Tell the DJ turn it up
Now jump back, now jump up
No fist pump, throw 'em in the sky
fist pump, throw 'em in the sky
fist pump, throw 'em in the sky
Bring it back, let's go one time

Tell the DJ turn it up
Tell the DJ turn it up
Tell the DJ turn it up
Now jump back, now jump up
Now fist pump, throw 'em in the sky
fist pump, throw 'em in the sky
fist pump, now let's jump
Tear this-tear this mutha up!

Uh-oh there goes that kid they broke the cage and let him in
Mister I double L Y R I X he runs the game no stress, no sweat
I'm buying the bar, who's taking shots, tell the DJ turn it up a notch, Let's get crunk, let's get loud, I'm trying to rock this whole crowd

Here we go I'm back in, Dro-Drop bombs like Afghan
VIP is where I stay, poppin' bottles 'til the next day
Sun goes up I'm halfway started, Sun goes down welcome to the party
Head-bob, rock side to side, fist pump, do whatever you like

Get crazy do a mosh-pit, stage dive like you the shhhh
Rock Star, that's my life. Whatever it costs I'll pay the price
Swagged out I'm feeling so great, groupies wanna kick it like Karate
I'm living, this is the way to go. You only live once, that's the motto bro

Tell the DJ turn it up
Now jump back, now jump up
No fist pump, throw 'em in the sky
fist pump, throw 'em in the sky
fist pump, throw 'em in the sky
Bring it back, let's go one time

Tell the DJ turn it up
Tell the DJ turn it up
Tell the DJ turn it up
Now jump back, now jump up
Now fist pump, throw 'em in the sky
fist pump, throw 'em in the sky
fist pump, now let's jump
Tear this-tear this mutha up!