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Let's Get It
Ca$h Out
Let's get it, nigga, let's get it
If you about this money, let's get it
Boss up
I got the drugs and I got a plug, they checking our tickets
Bitches they stare at my pants and be like boy what’s in them britches?
Keep red bottoms on the bottom my shoe, they like how we kick it
I had a boss talk with my crew, and I told them niggas let’s get it
Let's get it, let's get it
Let's get it, let's get it
I got the drugs and I got a plug, they checking our tickets
I had a boss talk with my crew and I told them niggas let's get it
I'm in a boat, yeah, I’m in a boat, yeah, I'm in a boat
I'm cooking up blow, I'm cooking up blow, I'm cooking up blow
A half of grip for my body before I come to your show
A half of brick or better before you come to my door
Let's get it, she know I'm a D-boy
Shinin', cuttin' it, Bruce Leroy
My Forgis, my Forgis, put the baby on her face
Fucking her bush, this be the closed casket
Go get me a coffin, let's get it, let's get it, let’s get it
These bitches, they cook naked, showing they ass and titties
And I know that she with it
And before I said something, she said let's get it
I got the drugs and I got a plug, they checking our tickets
Bitches they stare at my pants and be like boy what’s in them britches?
Keep red bottoms on the bottom my shoe, they like how we kick it
I had a boss talk with my crew, and I told them niggas let’s get it
Let's get it, let's get it
Let's get it, let's get it
I got the drugs and I got a plug, they checking our tickets
I had a boss talk with my crew and I told them niggas let's get it
All of my bitches, they know what it is
They know we gon get it
I'll probably just get the head, she ain’t got no ass and titties
Smoking a joint while she sucking me off, blow the smoke in her face
Watching her, then I got to go, nigga got money to make
Money be coming and so do these bitches
These niggas wearing fake [?], man I hate this shit, take it
The OG to the kush, we got it
I flew in the air, and I fucked me a bitch that be working at Follies
Told her pull up and let’s get it
Girl I’m not your man, I’m your nigga
Don’t fuck around with the fuck around
I give her the business
I got the drugs and I got a plug, they checking our tickets
Bitches they stare at my pants and be like boy what’s in them britches?
Keep red bottoms on the bottom my shoe, they like how we kick it
I had a boss talk with my crew, and I told them niggas let’s get it
Let's get it, let's get it
Let's get it, let's get it
I got the drugs and I got a plug, they checking our tickets
I had a boss talk with my crew and I told them niggas let's get it
Leave out the club, I’m smoking on drugs, a couple of bitches
See that new nine, eleven, you don’t own the color, that’s Wiz’s
One in my bed, and one on my line, like I’m going fishing
Kush in my lungs, I smoke when I want, they want me for Christmas
Rolling my weed, she cook and she clean, she doing my dishes
Came over, she pulled my dick out, then she started blowing it kisses
Sprayed it all over her face, now my bitch watching her children
Probably be in outer space, standing on all of these millions
Let’s get it niggas, ass fat but her titties bigger
Bitch you from the 90’s, I’m tryna put some dick up in your life
Girl let’s get it! Ho
compositores: GARY HILL, JOHN MICHAEL HAKEEM GIBSON
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If you about this money, let's get it
Boss up
I got the drugs and I got a plug, they checking our tickets
Bitches they stare at my pants and be like boy what’s in them britches?
Keep red bottoms on the bottom my shoe, they like how we kick it
I had a boss talk with my crew, and I told them niggas let’s get it
Let's get it, let's get it
Let's get it, let's get it
I got the drugs and I got a plug, they checking our tickets
I had a boss talk with my crew and I told them niggas let's get it
I'm in a boat, yeah, I’m in a boat, yeah, I'm in a boat
I'm cooking up blow, I'm cooking up blow, I'm cooking up blow
A half of grip for my body before I come to your show
A half of brick or better before you come to my door
Let's get it, she know I'm a D-boy
Shinin', cuttin' it, Bruce Leroy
My Forgis, my Forgis, put the baby on her face
Fucking her bush, this be the closed casket
Go get me a coffin, let's get it, let's get it, let’s get it
These bitches, they cook naked, showing they ass and titties
And I know that she with it
And before I said something, she said let's get it
I got the drugs and I got a plug, they checking our tickets
Bitches they stare at my pants and be like boy what’s in them britches?
Keep red bottoms on the bottom my shoe, they like how we kick it
I had a boss talk with my crew, and I told them niggas let’s get it
Let's get it, let's get it
Let's get it, let's get it
I got the drugs and I got a plug, they checking our tickets
I had a boss talk with my crew and I told them niggas let's get it
All of my bitches, they know what it is
They know we gon get it
I'll probably just get the head, she ain’t got no ass and titties
Smoking a joint while she sucking me off, blow the smoke in her face
Watching her, then I got to go, nigga got money to make
Money be coming and so do these bitches
These niggas wearing fake [?], man I hate this shit, take it
The OG to the kush, we got it
I flew in the air, and I fucked me a bitch that be working at Follies
Told her pull up and let’s get it
Girl I’m not your man, I’m your nigga
Don’t fuck around with the fuck around
I give her the business
I got the drugs and I got a plug, they checking our tickets
Bitches they stare at my pants and be like boy what’s in them britches?
Keep red bottoms on the bottom my shoe, they like how we kick it
I had a boss talk with my crew, and I told them niggas let’s get it
Let's get it, let's get it
Let's get it, let's get it
I got the drugs and I got a plug, they checking our tickets
I had a boss talk with my crew and I told them niggas let's get it
Leave out the club, I’m smoking on drugs, a couple of bitches
See that new nine, eleven, you don’t own the color, that’s Wiz’s
One in my bed, and one on my line, like I’m going fishing
Kush in my lungs, I smoke when I want, they want me for Christmas
Rolling my weed, she cook and she clean, she doing my dishes
Came over, she pulled my dick out, then she started blowing it kisses
Sprayed it all over her face, now my bitch watching her children
Probably be in outer space, standing on all of these millions
Let’s get it niggas, ass fat but her titties bigger
Bitch you from the 90’s, I’m tryna put some dick up in your life
Girl let’s get it! Ho
compositores: GARY HILL, JOHN MICHAEL HAKEEM GIBSON
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