Get Lit
Let's get lit
There's some gettin' to be got with
Let's get lit
Let the gettin' get got with
'Cause when the gettin' get good, get, 'bouta get, got get, better get gone
Get lit
Supa, hey, hey
Now pick your poison
We could move through this room, I know what to do, arigato
My momma skipped abortion
So I'm feelin' lucky each day I'm up-up and ugly grindin'
'Til it's the time to unwind and get blind, drunk off that liquor
Tequila goggles just made her thicker, ooh, she look (like my new wave)
You lookin' like my next best ex
(That body makes me wanna get lit) hey, that's a stretch
Now two hands high if you like pecan pie (I do)
And two hands low if you like to dance slow (don't you?)
Now grip them hips, and don't you goddamn slip (no, don't you goddamn slip)
Can you chew gum and dip? Are you coordinated? (yeah)
'Cause I'm sorta faded and these hoes been recordin' lately
Ain't tryna end up in room shady, she look (like my new wave)
If you serve me couple drinks, can't promise I'm gon' behave
Maybe that's a good thing
Hood king, don't fade away
Just find a way to stay
Here with us, genius
Cast your pearls where you (Supa) come from
Uh, I plant my seed where that lil' soil fertile (fertile)
Shot glass of that holy water, they puffin' on herbal (herbal)
She movin' like Jesus daughter, dressed up in the purple (purple)
Gown was loss, and now I'm found, still winnin' like Churchill
She had a curse in the purse, I'm stuck in the verse with her
Body recital is vital, I go rehearse with her
Make that incision, I play nurse with her
Deep dive in the water, maybe quench my thirst with her
And then get started on our first litter
W-wait, here I come
Hood queen, don't fade away
Please find a way to stay
Here with us, genius
A light shine from you
There's some gettin' to be got with, you wanna get lit
Let the gettin' get got with
We are children of the light in the nighttime
About to get lit
A flame don't lose no light by lighting another
Get lit, Supa
'Cause when the gettin' get good, get, 'bouta get, got get, better get gone
Get lit
And may your flame of passion stay lit for all time
Supa Good, D Smoke
There's some gettin' to be got with
Let's get lit
Let the gettin' get got with
'Cause when the gettin' get good, get, 'bouta get, got get, better get gone
Get lit
Supa, hey, hey
Now pick your poison
We could move through this room, I know what to do, arigato
My momma skipped abortion
So I'm feelin' lucky each day I'm up-up and ugly grindin'
'Til it's the time to unwind and get blind, drunk off that liquor
Tequila goggles just made her thicker, ooh, she look (like my new wave)
You lookin' like my next best ex
(That body makes me wanna get lit) hey, that's a stretch
Now two hands high if you like pecan pie (I do)
And two hands low if you like to dance slow (don't you?)
Now grip them hips, and don't you goddamn slip (no, don't you goddamn slip)
Can you chew gum and dip? Are you coordinated? (yeah)
'Cause I'm sorta faded and these hoes been recordin' lately
Ain't tryna end up in room shady, she look (like my new wave)
If you serve me couple drinks, can't promise I'm gon' behave
Maybe that's a good thing
Hood king, don't fade away
Just find a way to stay
Here with us, genius
Cast your pearls where you (Supa) come from
Uh, I plant my seed where that lil' soil fertile (fertile)
Shot glass of that holy water, they puffin' on herbal (herbal)
She movin' like Jesus daughter, dressed up in the purple (purple)
Gown was loss, and now I'm found, still winnin' like Churchill
She had a curse in the purse, I'm stuck in the verse with her
Body recital is vital, I go rehearse with her
Make that incision, I play nurse with her
Deep dive in the water, maybe quench my thirst with her
And then get started on our first litter
W-wait, here I come
Hood queen, don't fade away
Please find a way to stay
Here with us, genius
A light shine from you
There's some gettin' to be got with, you wanna get lit
Let the gettin' get got with
We are children of the light in the nighttime
About to get lit
A flame don't lose no light by lighting another
Get lit, Supa
'Cause when the gettin' get good, get, 'bouta get, got get, better get gone
Get lit
And may your flame of passion stay lit for all time
Supa Good, D Smoke
Credits
Writer(s): George Clinton, Kamasi Tii Washington, Daniel Farris, Ronald Ray Bruner
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