Get Loose
C'mon, let's go to the moon...
Just incase you get loose,
Just incase you smoke and sip too much space cadet juice,
Cuz I can get you higher like you're face-to-face with Zues,
Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth.
Dimes, drinks, drugs,
Find me in a room conversating with my thugs,
You can find big green nugs on the rugs,
And more than enough outlets to the plugs.
Here, there, and everywhere,
Girls on top of the guys in every chair.
Blunts in the air, women are half bare,
We don't really care if a hater wants to stare.
I just, boss up, West Coast Don Vito,
Pop another bottle, drop another C-note.
You can play dumb-diddy-dumb but we know,
Your girl's lipstick smeared on my tuxedo.
You're jealous, you ain't got to tell us,
You already noticed that I'm rolling with the fellas.
Don't trip though, she ain't even on the menu,
I see a lot better ones all over the venue.
Just incase you get loose,
Just incase you smoke and sip too much space cadet juice,
Cuz I can get you higher like you're face-to-face with Zues,
Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth.
I write rhymes, record, and bring songs,
Call your girl up, you can hear my ring tones.
Don't blame me for doing it like King Kong,
Until I know which one I'm gonna bring home.
Sip sip til the cup drip,
Hope it'll help you later cuz I don't cum quick.
I know you got the vibe, you ain't a dumb chick,
Acting like a freak when we're not around public.
Don't stop, there's a lot more bottles to pop,
I'ma chase my shot with another shot,
And when it gets too hot, you can take off your top,
If you're too shy, we can hit the parking lot.
You want a drink baby? Drink a few more,
Hit an after-party and let my crew know.
If you love who you're with take your boo home,
Get your screw on, take it to a new zone.
Just incase you get loose,
Just incase you smoke and sip too much space cadet juice,
Cuz I can get you higher like you're face-to-face with Zues,
Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth.
We're getting drunk in this club, you know whatsup.
Show me love, here's a glove if you want to fuck.
She's two-thirds naked, and when she shakes it,
I know the world is gonna make it, and,
Never stop (Get loose), it'll never stop (Get loose), it'll never stop (Get loose), it'll never stop (Get loose), it'll never stop (Get loose), it'll never stop (Get loose), it'll never stop (Get loose), it'll never stop (Get loose).
Just incase you get loose,
Just incase you smoke and sip too much space cadet juice,
Cuz I can get you higher like you're face-to-face with Zues,
Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth.
Just incase you get loose,
Just incase you smoke and sip too much space cadet juice,
Cuz I can get you higher like you're face-to-face with Zues,
Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth,
And never stop.
Just incase you get loose,
Just incase you smoke and sip too much space cadet juice,
Cuz I can get you higher like you're face-to-face with Zues,
Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth.
Dimes, drinks, drugs,
Find me in a room conversating with my thugs,
You can find big green nugs on the rugs,
And more than enough outlets to the plugs.
Here, there, and everywhere,
Girls on top of the guys in every chair.
Blunts in the air, women are half bare,
We don't really care if a hater wants to stare.
I just, boss up, West Coast Don Vito,
Pop another bottle, drop another C-note.
You can play dumb-diddy-dumb but we know,
Your girl's lipstick smeared on my tuxedo.
You're jealous, you ain't got to tell us,
You already noticed that I'm rolling with the fellas.
Don't trip though, she ain't even on the menu,
I see a lot better ones all over the venue.
Just incase you get loose,
Just incase you smoke and sip too much space cadet juice,
Cuz I can get you higher like you're face-to-face with Zues,
Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth.
I write rhymes, record, and bring songs,
Call your girl up, you can hear my ring tones.
Don't blame me for doing it like King Kong,
Until I know which one I'm gonna bring home.
Sip sip til the cup drip,
Hope it'll help you later cuz I don't cum quick.
I know you got the vibe, you ain't a dumb chick,
Acting like a freak when we're not around public.
Don't stop, there's a lot more bottles to pop,
I'ma chase my shot with another shot,
And when it gets too hot, you can take off your top,
If you're too shy, we can hit the parking lot.
You want a drink baby? Drink a few more,
Hit an after-party and let my crew know.
If you love who you're with take your boo home,
Get your screw on, take it to a new zone.
Just incase you get loose,
Just incase you smoke and sip too much space cadet juice,
Cuz I can get you higher like you're face-to-face with Zues,
Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth.
We're getting drunk in this club, you know whatsup.
Show me love, here's a glove if you want to fuck.
She's two-thirds naked, and when she shakes it,
I know the world is gonna make it, and,
Never stop (Get loose), it'll never stop (Get loose), it'll never stop (Get loose), it'll never stop (Get loose), it'll never stop (Get loose), it'll never stop (Get loose), it'll never stop (Get loose), it'll never stop (Get loose).
Just incase you get loose,
Just incase you smoke and sip too much space cadet juice,
Cuz I can get you higher like you're face-to-face with Zues,
Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth.
Just incase you get loose,
Just incase you smoke and sip too much space cadet juice,
Cuz I can get you higher like you're face-to-face with Zues,
Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth, Get a taste of that truth,
And never stop.
Credits
Writer(s): Gary Ohanian
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Love, Death, & Revolution (Remastered)
- The Homie and His Bag of Goods
- A Little Past High and a Decade
- G.B.B.
- The Conference of the Council
- 626-818-5150 (feat. Big-E & Patrick Antonian)
- 626-818-5150 (feat. Big-E & Patrick Antonian) - Single
- The Shoe Fits (feat. Gabe Kessell, Mos Keys & S.G) - Single
- The Shoe Fits (feat. Gabe Kessell, Mos Keys & S.G)
- Back 2-Hye School
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