Get It Girl

Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, girl
Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl
Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl
Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl
Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl
Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl
Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl
Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl
Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it, girl

Diamante, baby hairs laid (yeah)
Money long, long, bitch, I been gettin' paid (uh)
Keep a big bag, never fold, Damier
Bitch, I'm good in any hood but it's love in the Bay (mwah)
And my wrists on my baguette, we ain't shinin' the same
I pull up in a Range and the squad never change
Icy, that's the gang, gang, gang
'Bout get it on the floor, buss it down, make it shake (yeah)

Long ass nails like some crab legs
Team on supreme, never average
How yo' bitch be disappearin' from the side, bitch? (Bitch)
Damn you fine, you a dime, you a savage (that's right)

I know that's right
Ain't never motherfuckin' wrong, ey
Ha, get it, girl

Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl (get it, girl)
Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl (get it, girl)
Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl (get it, girl)
Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl (yeah)

What that shit do?
What I tell her to (yeah)
What that shit do? (What?)
What I tell her to (bitch)
What that shit do? (What?)
What I tell her to (yeah)
What that - do?
What I tell her to, bitch

Ass on soul food, ass on Ziti (uh-huh)
Ass on Buffy, ass on Saweetie
Give a lil' somethin' if he start gettin' greedy
Got a squad full of tens and they all hella pretty
Where the big ballin' niggas and they friends at? (Mwah)
Where the ends I'm finna spend a couple M's then?
Where the Yves Saint Laurent full of lens at?
Make a chick have to fix up her wig cap, wow

Patty cake, patty cake, get your man
Everybody on me when I do my dance
I look like money and I taste like M's (mwah)
I see them imitate but it's cool, I'm a trend
Move my ass like that and my makeup planned
I don't chase no man, that don't make no sense
She a bougie ghetto girl, so they mad bitch, and?
If you got a problem with it, you can come and get the hands

Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl (get it, girl)
Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl (get it, girl)
Get it, get it, get it, girl, get it, girl (get it, girl)
Get it, get it (yeah), get it, girl, get it, girl

What that shit do?
What I tell her to (yeah)
What that shit do? (What?)
What I tell her to (bitch)
What that shit do? (What?)
What I tell her to (yeah)
What that - do?
What I tell her to, bitch

I know that's right
Ain't never motherfuckin' wrong, ey
Ha, get it, girl



Credits
Writer(s): Luther Roderick Campbell, Diamonte Harper, Nathan Smith, Christopher Wongwon, Liana Banks, Michael Ross, Jonathan H. Smith, David P. Hobbs
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