Gettin' It

Shawtayee
Shawtayee act a fool with it
Do my dick like a stool with it
Get wet like a pool with it
Might let the crew hit it
Might leave her with 2 Bitches
Might leave with the roof missin
Might bring the Jays out
Might bring the Double Gs out
Might bring the white tees out
Imma let you pick that
Shwtayee bad imma whip that
No time for the chit chat
I just want the moola
Haters telling me to cool out
Big Bank what are you bout
Gang in your ear hole
Got a game like a steerhose
I don't bang with you weird hoes
Niggas better bet that
It ain't changin accept that
Heart Break Gang I rep that
And all we do is ball out
Big bank blood them all out
Bout cake what are yall bout

I be gettin gettin I be gettin it (2: Kool John)

You said a Nigga can't hit it why you want to do that
My Momma say I smoke too much my lips is turning to black
Get the clique in the gang and the party gonna stoop back
I heard some Niggas was hattin tell me why they do that
I got some hoes lookin for me
Heard some labels lookin for me
Young jordan got the hoes screaming like was going
Spit a lot of swag soak it up watch porn
All my hoes be waitin in line like they wait for goodness
Shmop life till da nigga die
Only lookin down when I cleaning my lebrons
Been going hard since the young nigga begun
These freaks call me daddy and these niggas is my sons
Try to get more change rolexed up
Heard a lot of bullshit and I'm faded
Did you see the part when I put my leg up
Shmoplife HBK yeah we next stop

I be gettin gettin I be gettin it 3: Skipper)

Might pull the whips out
Might pull the chips out
If she lookin at me then I might pull a bitch out
Money money money yeah you know what my clique bout
Nigga bout his issue get it like a parperdue
You ain't Skip in this big as I betchur bitch in a bitch
Got a bitch that love too fuck me, got a Bitch to buy me sneakers
Got the labels wanna sign me need a thousand for a feature
And I clean up like easter
Yeah I'm a wildboy star like a cowboy
Balls like a uppercut started with a suckerpunch
I ain't with the sucksgut
I dont want no part of that
Make her take my dick put it right work of all that
Toss her like a quaterback
Made her bring my order back
And when it comes to that dough I want all of that
Click the bull an I ain't reckon and imma slaughter that
Yeah be checkin I'm in the stars yeah I'm in the player almanac

I be gettin gettin I be gettin it



Credits
Writer(s): Sudan Williams, Paulo Ytienza Rodriguez, Jonathan Miles Faulk, Parrell Cox
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