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[Verse 1]
Let's get it, ****, let's get it
If you 'bout this money, let's get it
Boss up
[Verse 2]
I got the drugs and I got a plug, they checkin' 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 ****, "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 checkin' our tickets
I had a boss talk with my crew and I told them ****, "Let's get it"
[Verse 3]
I'm in a boat, yeah, I'm in a boat, yeah, I'm in a boat
I'm cookin' up blow, I'm cookin' up blow, I'm cookin' up blow
A half a brick 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
China Connect, Bruce Leroy
My Forgis, my Forgis, put the baby on her face
Fuckin' 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"
[Verse 4]
I got the drugs and I got a plug, they checkin' 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 ****, "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 checkin' our tickets
I had a boss talk with my crew and I told them ****, "Let's get it"
[Verse 5]
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 or titties
Smokin' a joint while she suckin' me off, I blow smoke in her face
I should not, then I gotta go, ****, got money to make
Money be comin', and so do these bitches
These **** wearing fake Rollies, man, I hear the shit ticking
The OG to the kush, we got it
I flew through 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 ****
Don't fuck around with the fuck around
I give her the business
[Verse 6]
I got the drugs and I got a plug, they checkin' 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 ****, "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 checkin' our tickets
I had a boss talk with my crew and I told them ****, "Let's get it"
[Verse 7]
Leave out the club, I'm smokin' on drugs, a couple of bitches
See the 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 fishin'
Crushin' my lungs, I smoke when I want, they want me for Christmas
Rollin' my weed, she cook and she clean, she doin' my dishes
Came over, she pulled my dick out, then she start blowin' it kisses
Sprayed it all over her face, now the bitch watching my children
Probably be in outer space, standing on all of these millions
Let's get it, ****
[Verse 8]
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
Let's get it, ****
You bring somethin' through, I'll bring somethin' through
We all gon' get it
Cash out, let's get it, go
Ty, let's get it, shit
Taylor Gang, ****
I had a boss talk with my crew and I told them ****, "Let's get it"
Written by: GIBSON JOHNMICHAEL HAKEEM, HILL GARY RAFAEL
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