Go Getta (Feat. Ray J)

Probably catch me in the club with some bad bitches
I remember nights when I didn't have bitches
I remember days when I didn't have riches
I'm in the club now, champagne spilling
I'm in the club now, I'm a big spender
Ice on my neck and diamonds on my suspenders
I'm no beginner, my ex girl, she keep calling me, tripping
But I keep tryna tell her that I'mma stay pimping
I bought a cream Bentley, black Lamborghini
Three or four houses, 15 Henneys

I'm a boss, pretty lady, you wanna roll with them dollar signs, baby

Go getta, I'm a go getta, I'm a go getta
I'm a go getta, I'm a go getta, go getta
Go getta, yeah
I'm a go getta, I'm a go getta
I'm a go getta, I'm a go getta
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I'm a go getta, go, go getta, go getta, yeah

This is more than music, whores is exclusive in 'em
Lambo drops, the doors is useless in them gambling spots
We more abusive, just me and Ray J make these motherfuckers sizzle
Go gettars, close switchers, trend setters sweating on niggas
Nigga, no pictures, it's who we be, hope you brought hoes with you, we VIP
No more liquors, just that side one, that rose clique
We the power to your cowards with them OJ knees
So you can't check us, just respect us, pin house, double decker, never nothing lesser

I'm a boss, pretty lady, you wanna roll with them dollar signs, baby

I'm a go getta, I'm a go getta, I'm a go getta
I'm a go getta, I'm a go getta, go getta
Go getta, yeah
I'm a go getta, I'm a go getta
I'm a go getta, I'm a go getta
I'm a go getta, go getta, go getta, go getta, yeah

I'm in my condo downtown with a girl that a flew in from out of town
Drop the top, now we cruising around town
1 o'clock, we hit the club and go shut it down
See, I don't mean to make you feel like you're a rebound
But girl I fly you in and fly you out right back of town
You flying out while another girl is flying in
At 9 o'clock the pimping begins again

Why wouldn't it? Chickless never, sickest ever
Fuck the climate where you sit, I could switch the weather
I'm your highness with a dick, get your shit together
Little miss, no foolishness, fix your sweater
Got some parties to attend, Maseratis for your friends
We hopping in the Rolls, let your pretty toes show

I'm a boss, pretty lady, you wanna roll with them dollar signs, baby

I'm a go getta, I'm a go getta, I'm a go getta
I'm a go getta, I'm a go getta, go getta
Go getta, yeah
I'm a go getta, I'm a go getta
I'm a go getta, I'm a go getta
I'm a go getta, go getta, go getta, go getta, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Willie Ray Jr. Norwood, Anthony S. Cruz, Julian I. Jr. Garfield, Robert Perry
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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