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- Big Boi get wit IT 歌詞
- Big Boi
- Now it's a few rules to the game if you really wanna play
Let's get this straight off top
Bitch get wit it
Bitch get wit it
And roll up
Roll up
Can't talk about it be about it we gon' have to see about it
Yeah and get wit it get wit it and roll up roll up
Isaiah 54:17 no weapon formed against me shall prosper
I got a whole team of angels guarding me from all the danger
And keep that .357 under my seat for all the haters
One of the last rap niggas snappin'
Niggas playin' sleep I'm St . Nick with the package
Blessed with the gift and only 3 Stacks can match me
Light years ahead of you niggas another galaxy
Boi keep the club packed to capacity
Hands in the air bitches make it clap for me
Automatically the DJ bring it back for me
And drop a bomb on it with the horns
Yeah
Globally adored
For sure put Atlanta on the board
And I 'll be runnin' up the score No etiquette like Belichick
And Brady on you hoes
See now teamwork make the dream work that's how it goes
Now it's a few rules to the game if you really wanna play
Let's get this straight off top
Bitch get wit it
Bitch get wit it
And roll up
Roll up
Can't talk about it be about it we gon' have to see about it
Yeah and get wit it get wit it and roll up roll up
Gotta keep the money coming on time
Money
Need to go ahead and get your mind right
Paper
Recognize it's pimpin' bitch you gon' get wit it roll up
Blowing on strong all day
Shawty keep looking this way
Say what
She recognize the pimpin' and she gon' get wit it
And roll up
First thing she seen when I fell through
A little bit of talk but I walks with a clear view
Dynamic organic Iceberg Slim selling trim on the Titanic
Underwater wit' it let me show you how to do it to the fullest
I'm the hardest I'm the realest I'm the dopest I'm the coolest
While I'm doing while I'm doing check it out
And I ain't gotta have a motherf**king record out
I'm just a West Coast player say fee fi fo
Long Beach nigga with that Eastside flow
Dipped in the sauce 'imp with the limp
I'm a pimp and a boss let me show you how to get it off
Keep a blue flag to the left of me
And shoot my shit with trajectory
Big money big cars big toys making big noise
Holla at 'em Big Boi
Now it's a few rules to the game if you really wanna play
Let's get this straight off top
Bitch get wit it
Bitch get wit it
And roll up
Roll up
Can't talk about it be about it we gon' have to see about it
Yeah and get wit it get wit it and roll up roll up
Gotta keep the money coming on time
Money money
Need to go ahead and get your mind right
Get it get it
Recognize it's pimpin' bitch you gon' get wit it roll up
Blowing on strong all day
Shawty keep looking this way
What she looking at
She recognize the pimpin' and she gon' get wit it
And roll up
I'm true to it had a yellow Cadillac
And I sold my blue Buick
Spend a lot of money but I'll never blow through it
Never blew through it
Only thing I blow through is pussy I'm never pushy
In my youth I used to lock it but I don't
I love her
Like that because I'm married and I won't do nothing
Split that pie up no more it's gone
Since Thanksgiving I split it four ways it's wrong
Wrong all for my kids and my family
First generation Patton clan bitch get at me
I's the pappy the papi and the father
The only Maury I rock with are gators or
Crocs I'm sharper than your Sharper Image
In your catalog nigga eat your spinach
Or your leafy greens long BB team
We don't see no seeds it's straight bud like their roses
Now it's a few rules to the game if you really wanna play
Let's get this straight off top
Bitch get wit it
Bitch get wit it
And roll up
Roll up
Can't talk about it be about it we gon' have to see about it
Yeah and get wit it get wit it
You gots to get wit this shit mayne
And roll up roll up
It's real pimpin' man
Gotta keep the money coming on time
We gettin' money
Need to go ahead and get your mind right
Straight pimpin'
Recognize it's pimpin' bitch you gon' get wit it roll up
Recognize when it's in your face you little bitch
Blowing on strong all day
Yes sir
Shawty keep looking this way
You dig
She recognize the pimpin' and she gon' get wit it
And roll up
Say man she got to choose up man
I thought you thought man
Bitch been looking at me all motherf**king night
Yeah get in where you fit in
Hahahahaha
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