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Get Down

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Rich nigga in the back seat of a Ghost, seat of a Ghost Doing too much, I'm doing the most, doing the most Rims spinning, spinning cruise control, cruise control The girls see me, see me, they lose control I'm a, I'm a gang spitter, spitter, my mouth grip a milly, milly You ain't heard about me I got clout 'round the city, city 650, '50 BMW When I step up in the spot, they show me love If you know what I'm saying, say oh If you know that I ain't playing, say oh Just keep them hands waving, babe, oh Then get get get get down, then get get get get down I hit the spot the girls get get get get down Traveling around the world, get get get get down Ooh, I know you like it, girl, get get get get down Just drop it to the floor, they show me love You know what you're doing, baby, keep that body moving, baby Won't you back it up on me? You keep wondering if I'ma throw this money here If you stay around long enough, you gon' see (Ayy, ayy) Rich nigga (Nigga), you know I'm gon' get it (Get it) Money stacking up and I'm about to buy a city (City, ayy) Lady killer (Killer), doggy want the kitty (Kitty) I'm about to break her off 'cause she nasty and she pretty (How you doin'?) She got that really bad (Bad), that good good (Good) A big ol' ass (Ass), really good good (Good) 650 BMW When I step up in this spot, they show me love If you know what I'm saying, say oh If you know that I ain't playing, say oh Just keep them hands waving, babe, oh Then get get get get down, then get get get get down I hit the spot the girls get get get get down Traveling around the world, get get get get down Ooh, I know you like it, girl, get get get get down Just drop it to the floor, they show me love You know what you're doing, baby, keep that body moving, baby Won't you back it up on me? You keep wondering (Ayy) if I'ma throw this money here (Ayy) If you stay around long enough, you gon' see (Ayy) I'm walkin' in the buildin', feelin' like I own the buildin' (Okay) When we pull up to the front, it's like an automotor dealer (Okay) Shippin' somethin' up the nature (Okay), blowin' chronic at the table (Okay) Please stop blowin' my buzz, I'm tryna bond with mother nature (Ah, ah, ah, ah) All you haters so played out (Played out), y'all so 1999 (Ah) And I'm so, "These ain't even out yet, no you can't find these online" (Ah, ah, ah, ah) And all my bitches fashion forward (Okay), your bitch is stuck on rewind (Ah) I got that lazy boy salary, my pockets stay on recline (Ah, ah) Everybody get down, I'm throwin' six thou', man, I'm sayin' I'm rollin' six pounds and blow that shit down, man, I'm sayin' If looks could kill, she'd have a pistol in her purse (Ah, ah, ah, ah) One to the dome, point blank range, pow pow, she's no amateur, I get down I hit the spot the girls get get get get down Travelling around the world, get get get get down Ooh, I know you like it, girl, get get get get down Just drop it to the floor, they show me love You know what you're doing, baby, keep that body moving, baby Won't you back it up on me? You keep wondering if I'ma throw this money here If you stay around long enough, you gon' see Get get get get down Get get get get down Get get get get down They show me love You know what you're doing, baby, keep that body moving, baby Won't you back it up on me? You keep wondering if I'ma throw this money here If you stay around long enough, you gon' see

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