Let's Get It
Whose mans is this? You better be alone bro
I swear to God if you're with one of these hoes
Imma lose my shit, 'cause it's preposterous
That a man like you could deserve those tits
Is it money? Or is he really funny
Does he buy all your drinks? Does he call you his bunny, nah
Did he get you in for free? Are his drugs one hunnid
Does he have a big dick? Are you even fuckin? Better not be
West Side go crazy
So turnt up, eyes be lookin' lazy
Have high standards, doesn't really phase me
Axe commercial, girls tryna chase me
All around the world I be runnin', who knew
Usain Bolt, 100 every time, dude
Klay with the shot, wrist game so rude
Gainin' more respect with every single rhyme, dude
Lucas Roth on the beat, yo
Y'all came to party, I came to preach doe
Oh my G-O-D, can I get another letter
Yes, please observe the C up on my sweater
Aye aye, el capitan
I wanna get shipwrecked with my sexy friends
Your girls can tag along if they consent
Y'all in for a good time, let it begin
Fuck what you heard, it's what you hearin
Take your hands off her ass, put 'em up to the ceiling
Do you feel it? Courts adjourned, I'm appealin
Now let's get it
Welcome to the nightlife, all the drugs and the bitches
Got a brother feeling just right in this motherfucker
Bounce to this, we on that West Coast shit
Now let's get it
Let's get it
Bring the weed and the booze
Let's get it
Ain't got no rules
Let's get it
Keep my chicks in twos
Let's get it
Like the way you move
Let's get it
And your friend looks cool
Let's get it
Know what we gon' do
Let's get it
Don't apologize if you ain't done wrong
Your girl gets wet when she hears my song
Daddy long, legs like a spider
Eyes behind my head, if you cross, imma light ya
Up like a mother fuckin' blunt, I swear
You got more problems than that pretty girl has hair
Talkin downstairs, where the junk collects
Where the house ghost roams and you first had sex
You know it's true, you a nasty dude
Only put on a mask when a girl comes through, not cool
Hit you again with the truth
You's a punk ass bitch and your squad is too
Got your girl flyin' in to see me from LV, that's real G
We get pretty fuckin' kinky
She'll come back with some tricks you ain't seen
We go on and on like a mother fuckin' slinky
Ohhh, what you gonna do bruh
You be stagnant, I be makin' moves
Yeah, I hit it, hit it, from the back, caboose
Yeah, best carry on and never let her loose
Yeah, I'm on top of the world
Globe trottin', ain't gonna lie, shit's absurd
And I'm a man of my word
When i tell you I'm the man, that just occurred
That just occurred, that just occurred
I'm a man of my word
When i tell you I'm the man, that just occurred
Fuck what you heard, it's what you hearin
Take your hands off her ass, put 'em up to the ceiling
Do you feel it? Courts adjourned, I'm appealin
Now let's get it
Welcome to the nightlife, all the drugs and the bitches
Got a brother feeling just right in this motherfucker
Bounce to this, we on that West Coast shit
Now let's get it
Let's get it
Bring the weed and the booze
Let's get it
Ain't got no rules
Let's get it
Keep my chicks in twos
Let's get it
Like the way you move
Let's get it
And your friend looks cool
Let's get it
Know what we gon' do
Let's get it
I swear to God if you're with one of these hoes
Imma lose my shit, 'cause it's preposterous
That a man like you could deserve those tits
Is it money? Or is he really funny
Does he buy all your drinks? Does he call you his bunny, nah
Did he get you in for free? Are his drugs one hunnid
Does he have a big dick? Are you even fuckin? Better not be
West Side go crazy
So turnt up, eyes be lookin' lazy
Have high standards, doesn't really phase me
Axe commercial, girls tryna chase me
All around the world I be runnin', who knew
Usain Bolt, 100 every time, dude
Klay with the shot, wrist game so rude
Gainin' more respect with every single rhyme, dude
Lucas Roth on the beat, yo
Y'all came to party, I came to preach doe
Oh my G-O-D, can I get another letter
Yes, please observe the C up on my sweater
Aye aye, el capitan
I wanna get shipwrecked with my sexy friends
Your girls can tag along if they consent
Y'all in for a good time, let it begin
Fuck what you heard, it's what you hearin
Take your hands off her ass, put 'em up to the ceiling
Do you feel it? Courts adjourned, I'm appealin
Now let's get it
Welcome to the nightlife, all the drugs and the bitches
Got a brother feeling just right in this motherfucker
Bounce to this, we on that West Coast shit
Now let's get it
Let's get it
Bring the weed and the booze
Let's get it
Ain't got no rules
Let's get it
Keep my chicks in twos
Let's get it
Like the way you move
Let's get it
And your friend looks cool
Let's get it
Know what we gon' do
Let's get it
Don't apologize if you ain't done wrong
Your girl gets wet when she hears my song
Daddy long, legs like a spider
Eyes behind my head, if you cross, imma light ya
Up like a mother fuckin' blunt, I swear
You got more problems than that pretty girl has hair
Talkin downstairs, where the junk collects
Where the house ghost roams and you first had sex
You know it's true, you a nasty dude
Only put on a mask when a girl comes through, not cool
Hit you again with the truth
You's a punk ass bitch and your squad is too
Got your girl flyin' in to see me from LV, that's real G
We get pretty fuckin' kinky
She'll come back with some tricks you ain't seen
We go on and on like a mother fuckin' slinky
Ohhh, what you gonna do bruh
You be stagnant, I be makin' moves
Yeah, I hit it, hit it, from the back, caboose
Yeah, best carry on and never let her loose
Yeah, I'm on top of the world
Globe trottin', ain't gonna lie, shit's absurd
And I'm a man of my word
When i tell you I'm the man, that just occurred
That just occurred, that just occurred
I'm a man of my word
When i tell you I'm the man, that just occurred
Fuck what you heard, it's what you hearin
Take your hands off her ass, put 'em up to the ceiling
Do you feel it? Courts adjourned, I'm appealin
Now let's get it
Welcome to the nightlife, all the drugs and the bitches
Got a brother feeling just right in this motherfucker
Bounce to this, we on that West Coast shit
Now let's get it
Let's get it
Bring the weed and the booze
Let's get it
Ain't got no rules
Let's get it
Keep my chicks in twos
Let's get it
Like the way you move
Let's get it
And your friend looks cool
Let's get it
Know what we gon' do
Let's get it
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Barker Liles, Seth Ennis, Ryan Creamer
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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