Take It

Take it, take it, take it
Take it, take it, take it
Take it, take it, take it

Out here, I'm talkin' straight cash, don't like to brag, (let me take that shit)
Get you in the club with that bag, (I'ma take that shit)
Think he got sum as a wife, (don't make me take that bitch)
Get her straight up to the room, (and make her take this dick)

Take it, take it, take it, take it (ooh, don't make me take that shit)
Take it, take it, take it, take it (ooh, don't make me take that shit)
Take it, take it, take it, take it (ooh, don't make me take that bitch)
Take it, take it, take it, take it (ooh, I'll make her take this dick)

I got too many youngings broke, they so thirsty for licks
Hey, you out throwin' all that money, they will take that shit (nigga take it)
It's some hoes flirtin that ain't gonna let a nigga hit (they ain't gon' fuck)
I know homies like whoa, who will wake that bitch?
Make her take that dick, as crucial as it seems
It's some fake ass cliques, jewelry the same thing
Take it anyway, that's what I tell the rounds (rounds)
And not just for today, I tell 'em year round

Out here, I'm talkin' straight cash, don't like to brag, (don't make me take that shit)
Get you in the club with that bag, (I'ma take that shit)
Think he got sum as a wife, (don't make me take that bitch)
Get her straight up to the room, (and make her take this dick)

Take it, take it, take it, take it (ooh, don't make me take that shit)
Take it, take it, take it, take it (ooh, don't make me take that shit)
Take it, take it, take it, take it (ooh, don't make me take that bitch)
Take it, take it, take it, take it (ooh, I'll make her take this dick)

Ricky told me "take it!", C's told me "take it!" (damn)
Black said he might just have a strap, so strip him naked (strip his ass)
Make him walk down the sidewalk, like in New Jack City
I'ma let you keep your butthole though, since you flexin' with it (hey, keep your butthole)
Bet you goin think twice bout stuntin' now
Don't bring that paper out, unless you're on Hollywood pranks
Then you can do whatever you like (whatever you like)
But round these gangstas, we take whatever we like

Out here, I'm talkin' straight cash, don't like to brag, (let me take that shit)
Get you in the club with that bag, (I'ma take that shit)
Think he got sum as a wife, (don't make me take that bitch)
Get her straight up to the room, (and make her take this dick)

Take it, take it, take it, take it (ooh, don't make me take that shit)
Take it, take it, take it, take it (ooh, don't make me take that shit)
Take it, take it, take it, take it (ooh, don't make me take that bitch)
Take it, take it, take it, take it (ooh, I'll make her take this dick)

I'm gettin' money and I'm still robbin', now that's a problem
I got shooters all the way in Harlem (Harlem), young niggas starvin'
I could get you whacked for a spliff (spliff), nigga wanna spend tenner with the mob
I'm finna take that shit (gimme that shit, nigga), ain't no mercy for the weak, nigga (weak nigga)
You fuckin' with a wolf, thought I was a sheep, nigga (ha-ha-ha)
You dumb fucker, your main bitch, I'ma slur her (slur her)
I never date her, I'll just fuck her like I hate her
Me and skool kickin' flint

Out here, I'm talkin' straight cash, don't like to brag, (let me take that shit)
Get you in the club with that bag, (I'ma take that shit)
Think he got sum as a wife, (don't make me take that bitch)
Get her straight up to the room, (and make her take this dick)

Take it, take it, take it, take it (ooh, don't make me take that shit)
Take it, take it, take it, take it (ooh, don't make me take that shit)
Take it, take it, take it, take it (ooh, don't make me take that bitch)
Take it, take it, take it, take it (ooh, I'll make her take this dick)



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Writer(s): Gary Bradford, Mariel Orr
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