Lyrics to Get Right
[Hook]
Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right
Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right
Call up them broads tell 'em get right
Poppin' bottles 'til we fall
Let's get right
Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right
Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right
Call up them broads tell 'em get right
Time to ball 'til we fall, let's get right
Let's get right [x7]
[Verse 1]
Everybody switching them sides who can you trust
Believe what you wanna believe what's to discuss
Young the type a n*gga that throw you the whip and ride the bus
And still give the n*gga my last, enough is enough
Bad b*tch with me and she makes bread
Let her ride the d*ck like a Ten Speed
They tell me turn up so I change gear
They know me in this motherf*cker like Cheers
Hood n*gga yea and I'm living major
Whole f*cking hood know I made ya
Whole f*cking block know I saved ya
Your own f*cking folks knows I raised ya
See I kept it 100 from the f*cking start
Call me Mel Gibson, got a brave heart
See they money get low and they get tight
Homie gone with the games, n*gga get right
[Hook]
Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right
Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right
Call up them broads tell 'em get right
Time to ball 'til we fall, let's get right
Let's get right [x7]
I ain't stuntin' these hoes
I ain't stuntin' these n*ggas
Sparklers on the way, yea we blowin' these figures
Keep 'em coming we gon' do it all night
Got the whole hood with me, we 'bout to get right
[Verse 2]
So now you ain't f*cking with me, that's how you feel
Like I was ever f*cking with you, get for real
And I ain't done what for who, n*gga for real
You claiming that you put n*ggas on, get you a deal
Acting like Rico from Belly, that's what you doing
Homie don't really know what it is, what you pursuing
But f*ck around n*gga with Young he'll get you ruined
Thought we was going in tonight, f*ck is we doing
Real talk n*gga I ain't the b*tch type
Don't make me f*ck your b*tch, bet I'm your b*tch's type
Have her looking broad day with a flashlight
Dull ass n*ggas stay tryin' to find light
Acting ass n*ggas give 'em 3 strikes
Heard he rapped to the judge gave 'em 3 mics
Never in my life seen n*ggas acting like dikes
N*gga go'n with the game, homie get right
[Hook]
Heard it's popping at a spot
It's time to get right
Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right
Call up them broads tell 'em get right
Poppin' bottles till we fall, let's get right
Let's get right [x7]
I ain't stuntin' these hoes
I ain't stuntin' these n*ggas
Sparklers on the way, yea we blowin' these figures
Keep 'em coming we gon' do it all night
Got the whole hood with me, we 'bout to get right
Get right...
Let's get right [x7]
Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right
Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right
Call up them broads tell 'em get right
Poppin' bottles 'til we fall
Let's get right
Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right
Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right
Call up them broads tell 'em get right
Time to ball 'til we fall, let's get right
Let's get right [x7]
[Verse 1]
Everybody switching them sides who can you trust
Believe what you wanna believe what's to discuss
Young the type a n*gga that throw you the whip and ride the bus
And still give the n*gga my last, enough is enough
Bad b*tch with me and she makes bread
Let her ride the d*ck like a Ten Speed
They tell me turn up so I change gear
They know me in this motherf*cker like Cheers
Hood n*gga yea and I'm living major
Whole f*cking hood know I made ya
Whole f*cking block know I saved ya
Your own f*cking folks knows I raised ya
See I kept it 100 from the f*cking start
Call me Mel Gibson, got a brave heart
See they money get low and they get tight
Homie gone with the games, n*gga get right
[Hook]
Heard it's popping at the spot, time to get right
Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right
Call up them broads tell 'em get right
Time to ball 'til we fall, let's get right
Let's get right [x7]
I ain't stuntin' these hoes
I ain't stuntin' these n*ggas
Sparklers on the way, yea we blowin' these figures
Keep 'em coming we gon' do it all night
Got the whole hood with me, we 'bout to get right
[Verse 2]
So now you ain't f*cking with me, that's how you feel
Like I was ever f*cking with you, get for real
And I ain't done what for who, n*gga for real
You claiming that you put n*ggas on, get you a deal
Acting like Rico from Belly, that's what you doing
Homie don't really know what it is, what you pursuing
But f*ck around n*gga with Young he'll get you ruined
Thought we was going in tonight, f*ck is we doing
Real talk n*gga I ain't the b*tch type
Don't make me f*ck your b*tch, bet I'm your b*tch's type
Have her looking broad day with a flashlight
Dull ass n*ggas stay tryin' to find light
Acting ass n*ggas give 'em 3 strikes
Heard he rapped to the judge gave 'em 3 mics
Never in my life seen n*ggas acting like dikes
N*gga go'n with the game, homie get right
[Hook]
Heard it's popping at a spot
It's time to get right
Call up my dawgs tell 'em get right
Call up them broads tell 'em get right
Poppin' bottles till we fall, let's get right
Let's get right [x7]
I ain't stuntin' these hoes
I ain't stuntin' these n*ggas
Sparklers on the way, yea we blowin' these figures
Keep 'em coming we gon' do it all night
Got the whole hood with me, we 'bout to get right
Get right...
Let's get right [x7]
Songwriters: JORDAN, MAURICE / JENKINS, JAY W. / FOREST II, BYRON KEITH
Publisher: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing
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Publisher: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., EMI Music Publishing
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