Get It Started
(Yeah)
(Yeah, yeah)
Like let's get it started
I pop me a perk go retarded
He talkin' turn em' to a spliff
Like I been cold-hearted
I really turned into an artist
You know I be popping my shit
Like I go the hardest
You know we pull up and we spark it
I'm quick to get a boy dismissed
You know we ain't playing
We stuck in the game
And you mad cause your bro got hit up in his shit
You know I be talkin'
The black sprinter we ain't walkin'
We put your mans up in a coffin
This shit got me coughin'
I hop off the jet I'm exhausted
These diamonds they drip out the faucet
This shit got me flossin'
Drop a bag then we on em'
Drop a bag white chalk em'
I think that I lost it
Got a problem than I solve it
This paper giving me the knowledge
(Yeah, yeah)
Like let's get it started
I pop me a perk go retarded
He talkin' turn em' to a spliff
Like I been cold-hearted
I really turned into an artist
You know I be popping my shit
Like I go the hardest
You know we pull up and we spark it
I'm quick to get a boy dismissed
You know we ain't playing
We stuck in the game
And you mad cause your bro got hit up in his shit
Like let's get it started
I pop me a perk go retarded
He talkin' turn em' to a spliff
Like I been cold-hearted
I really turned into an artist
You know I be popping my shit
Like I go the hardest
You know we pull up and we spark it
I'm quick to get a boy dismissed
You know we ain't playing
We stuck in the game
And you mad cause your bro got hit up in his shit
(Yeah, yeah)
Like let's get it started
I pop me a perk go retarded
He talkin' turn em' to a spliff
Like I been cold-hearted
I really turned into an artist
You know I be popping my shit
Like I go the hardest
You know we pull up and we spark it
I'm quick to get a boy dismissed
You know we ain't playing
We stuck in the game
And you mad cause your bro got hit up in his shit
You know I be talkin'
The black sprinter we ain't walkin'
We put your mans up in a coffin
This shit got me coughin'
I hop off the jet I'm exhausted
These diamonds they drip out the faucet
This shit got me flossin'
Drop a bag then we on em'
Drop a bag white chalk em'
I think that I lost it
Got a problem than I solve it
This paper giving me the knowledge
(Yeah, yeah)
Like let's get it started
I pop me a perk go retarded
He talkin' turn em' to a spliff
Like I been cold-hearted
I really turned into an artist
You know I be popping my shit
Like I go the hardest
You know we pull up and we spark it
I'm quick to get a boy dismissed
You know we ain't playing
We stuck in the game
And you mad cause your bro got hit up in his shit
Like let's get it started
I pop me a perk go retarded
He talkin' turn em' to a spliff
Like I been cold-hearted
I really turned into an artist
You know I be popping my shit
Like I go the hardest
You know we pull up and we spark it
I'm quick to get a boy dismissed
You know we ain't playing
We stuck in the game
And you mad cause your bro got hit up in his shit
Credits
Writer(s): Draco Fsn
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