Let's Get It On (feat. 2 Chainz) - Young Dolph

Hey, there bad seeds, let's get it on I'll shut up and keep my end Let's get it on Our sycophantic replacements are here at last So impossible The doubt in the everything, on everything Is so impossible So load up and keep marching The push is on So impossible The doubt in everything, on everything Is so impossible Down came your blackbird to suffer in my arms

[Hook 1: Gucci Mane] Get it back, get it back Bitch, I know I get it back Give a fuck bout that little paper Cause I know I get it back [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] I got cash, cash on fire Cash on hand, cash on deck Give me everything 3 X And all 12's up off that rack Wash my stash with Ajax Me and Tit, back to back And we ridin' around, smoking Kush by the pound Like how it ride but we love how it sound Drop-top Lam so low to the ground Just like a snail, I'm close to the earth Waves on my temp, so a ho gotta surf Hollering rock - when you're scared, go to church Me and Slim Dunk in the club throwing racks Go into the trap and I get it right back Want 10 bricks? You can get it right now Pull to the trap house, come to the back Riding domestic with the trunk in the back Riding in a foreign, so the trunk in the front Sixty thousand cash just for me to roll blunts Standing in front, blowing kush through her dress Five grand just to see her dance Ten grand just to see her tats Jump in the corner and he smoking on her clit Waiting on you, so he get it right back [Hook 1] [Hook 2: Gucci Mane] In the club, throwin' money I done run through me some racks Give a fuck bout that little paper I know I get it back Get it back, get it back Bitch, I know I get it back Give a fuck bout that little paper Cause I know I get it back [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] Get it back, get it back Yeah, you know I get it back Shorty say she want my name So I bought that bitch a tat I walk in this bitch with racks Tell them, come and get this paper Yeah, my bitch is made in Asia And I'm icy like a glacier Get your baby momma Take her then make her You date her, then fuck her I fuck her, then date her Everything is on the up Like a elevator Gucci Mane and Tity Boi College Park and Decatur Now I do it for the haters Started with a Buick LeSabre Ended with that Ferrari Tell me, meet me up out in Vegas Got so many acres I don't ever see my neighbors Niggas say they want a mil I put money on the table [Hook 1] [Hook 2]

DJ sup and press in New York As we continue to keep it quitin' From the Jets til the G Form the nigga in the cut To the one he couldn't check So who's the one how couln't check? She know ascery flux I had to throw that shit up in that Straight at the alley way Sliped the long check and run out off on sally main Paddy cake, paddy cake I'm from where you eat the own dust, I got alergy Playin' polo wie tea, hoer be on under that With some hoers up on the make And the watch cause some coarties Keep my music and I'mma beat it with these shoes, I am release But soon as I got back, I pull wide up and fly, fly And he was knock down Might pill you top back Pop that, you don't need you car, you car is jacked Dumb that shes for a real life Just let the barbeque me in real life and die And you know that what they say is right What's that? My nigga lugging in that motherfucker I gotta get away X 2 Back yard full of goal, balls Grandma crib, use to smell like a motherfucka' I use to pray for their papa, head toast, get in, drop on, drop in and fall Program to be great, and the crowdy ball down with my name on the seas I use to pray to out sleep when it was cold I use to lose my coat for a sheap The urbin for the hit, they do and use to work on the plum they use to gy Your hoers style is obbsely, they say the money told us Why you niggas never speak? It ain't worry about nothin' Fuck around to get lay for that acravated flix Cibar dust if you are textin' They are tear that shit to crowd And I kill te bicthes safety Now thank God for the blessin' When I look in the mirror, thank God for the freshin' And I came up from nothin' So what you sayin'? It ain't nothin' but a coma Gotta get away, fuck that

Let's get it on tonight Let's get it on tonight Let's get it on tonight Let's get it on tonight It seems as if you just talkin' it And don't know what to do I can feel you clenchin' Got yo body flinchin' when I'm touchin' you Girl, you know I got that good thang You wouldn't understand it's a hood thang You can walk the walk but can you talk The talk is what you should sang (Let's get it on tonight) 5 foot 5, got my eyes so wide and I'm holdin' that (Let's get it on tonight) I can see it in your eyes you want me behind So you can throw it back (Let's get it on tonight) I can't even lie, I got a need for your thighs Nothin' wrong with that (Let's get it on tonight) Girl is you feelin' me, you killin' me You feelin' me, you killin' me, you feelin' me (Let's get it on tonight) I ain't got to worry about cha you can handle Everythang that I'm givin' you Even if I saw your face in a darker place I would be feelin' you I ain't no virgin shawty, I can hurt yo body You done heard about me You can walk the walk but can you talk The talk is what you should sang (Let's get it on tonight) 5'5" got my eyes so wide and I'm holdin' that (Let's get it on tonight) I can see it in your eyes you want me behind So you can throw it back (Let's get it on tonight) I can't even lie, I got a need for your thighs Nothin' wrong with that (Let's get it on tonight) Girl is you feelin' me, you killin' me You feelin' me, you killin' me, you feelin' me (Let's get it on tonight) Girl you fine ass hell mama done you well I see it in yo face I'mma beat you down like a 12 You in for a treat I'mma sweep you off your feet And I'mma put it down so right Have you feelin' like you higher Than a kite girl (Let's get it on tonight) 5 feet 5 got my eyes so wide and I'm holdin' that (Let's get it on tonight) I can see it in your eyes you want me behind So you can throw it back (Let's get it on tonight) I can't even lie, I got a need for your thighs Nothin' wrong with that (Let's get it on tonight) Girl, is you feelin' me, you killin' me You feelin' me, you killin' me, you feelin' me (Let's get it on tonight) (Let's get it on tonight) 5 feet 5 got my eyes so wide and I'm holdin' that (Let's get it on tonight) I can see it in your eyes you want me behind So you can throw it back (Let's get it on tonight) I can't even lie, I got a need for your thighs Nothin' wrong with that (Let's get it on tonight) Girl, is you feelin' me, you killin' me You feelin' me, you killin' me, you feelin' me (Let's get it on tonight) Let's get it on tonight Let's get it on tonight Let's get it on tonight (Girl, is you feelin' me, you killin' me) (You feelin' me, you killin' me, you feelin' me) Let's get it on tonight

เรื่องราวมากมายที่ไม่เคยเข้าใจ รอให้เธอบอก คืนวันล่วงเลยผ่าน แต่ทั้งหัวใจฉันยังคงรอ รอเธอคนนี้ ที่ไม่เคยพูดเลย ว่าเราเคยรักกัน เธอไม่เคยบอก โอ้ว เธอน่ะใจร้าย หรือฉันเองไม่มีความหมาย พอให้เธอบอก แต่ฉันคิดถึงเธอ ไม่เจอก็คงไม่ไหว และจะให้รอต่อไป อีกนานขนาดไหน เมื่อสายตาคู่เดิมของเธอ คอยฉุดและรั้งฉันไว้ แล้วจะให้เดินต่อไป ยังทำไม่ได้ จะฉุดและจะรั้งเธอ และฉันคงทำไม่ได้ (ฉันคงทำไม่ได้) แต่จะยอมให้เธอจากไป ฉันก็ไม่ไหว ขอเถอะ ขอเธอ ปลดปล่อยฉันไป (ปลดปล่อยฉันไป) ให้เป็นแบบนี้คงไม่ไหว โอ้ว เธอน่ะใจร้าย โอ้ว เธอน่ะใจร้าย หรือฉันเองไม่มีความหมาย พอให้เธอบอก แต่ฉันคิดถึงเธอ ไม่เจอก็คงไม่ไหว และจะให้รอต่อไป อีกนานขนาดไหน เมื่อสายตาคู่เดิมของเธอ คอยฉุดและรั้งฉันไว้ แล้วจะให้เดินต่อไป แล้วจะให้เดินต่อไป

Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy Yeah, ayy, yeah, ayy Juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh) Juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh) (Who was that?) All that ass, I call her Big Booty Judy (Damn) Baby fine as hell and she super juicy (Bad) Juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy) Juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Uh) When she walk, all you see is ass movin' (Bounce it, bounce it) I think she got me sprung, she too damn juicy (Damn) Told me she get it from her mama (Goddamn) Put her in a Benz, took her out that Honda (Goddamn) I think I wanna turn her to my baby mama (Goddamn) I plead guilty, yeah, I killed that pussy, your honor (Goddamn) Pretty bitch, thighs shaking like thunder (Yeah, yeah) Bad bitch, she keep two credit cards on her (Yeah, yeah) Mad bitches always hating on her (Yeah, yeah) I'm pouring lean like Mexicans pour Coronas (Dirty, dirty) Can I keep it? I don't wanna just one night it (Yeah, yeah) That booty so fat, it make you wanna bite it (Ayy) I roll the weed up and let her light it (Uh-huh) She a bad bitch in public, pornstar in private Juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh) Juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh) (Who was that?) All that ass, I call her Big Booty Judy (Damn) Baby fine as hell and she super juicy (Bad) Juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy) Juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Uh) When she walk, all you see is ass movin' (Bounce it, bounce it) I think she got me sprung, she too damn juicy (Damn) Big Booty Judy (Judy) Big Booty Judy (Judy) When she walk, all you see is all that ass movin' (Bounce it) D cup boobies (Boobies) Never been a trick, Now this bitch got me buyin' rubies (Buyin' rubies) (Dolph, you trippin', bro) What the fuck is happening? Dolph, you come from traveling Trapping with them packages (The fuck you doing?) I think she put a curse on me Baby girl, she gorgeous and her booty is immaculate Woo, nah, I ain't havin' it From the back, stabbin' it Late night triple-X show, this ain't no David Letterman Ayy, Big Booty Judy (Yeah) Big Booty Judy (Yeah) Uh Juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh) Juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh), juicy (Uh) (Who was that?) All that ass, I call her Big Booty Judy (Damn) Baby fine as hell and she super juicy (Bad) Juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy) Juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Juicy), juicy (Uh) When she walk, all you see is ass movin' (Bounce it, bounce it) I think she got me sprung, she too damn juicy (Damn)

Motherfuckers always tryna figure out why I don't care about nothin', yeah (Zaytoven) Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin' Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin' Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin' (The bitch ain't shit, man) heh, yeah, ayy Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin' Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin' Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin' (What this shit all about homie) yeah Ayy, you wanna know something I ain't never gave a bitch a dime I ain't never gave a bitch time All these rappers mad at me 'cause I ain't signed (I ain't gon' say nothing 'bout that) And I got more money than they C.E.O. I judge my bitches by who got the best deep throat I judge my niggas by who never let their gun show I came up from across the track where niggas starvin' at Where niggas cross out they own brother and they heartless at The some fuck niggas that used to sell my mama crack I flex on that bitch as I cop them coupes back-to-back I've been havin' pussies hatin' on me my whole life That's why I just pulled off with 400 thou' worth of ice Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin' Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin' Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin' (The bitch ain't shit, man) heh, yeah, ayy Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin' Swear that she a bad bitch but that bitch is nothin' Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin' (What this shit all about homie) yeah Went from trappin' to rappin', they can't believe I made it I pulled this shit off and didn't sign to a major Got more money than your whole team, that's why you bitches hatin' I mean that shit when I say I'm a rich crack baby Send them boys up in your spot and leave it vacant South Memphis nigga down in Florida with the Haitians Don't play with me lil' nigga, you know my occupation That bitch swear she bad, but she ain't Only ten percent of my cash in the bank I'm so focused on the money that I don't blink They told me don't drink and drive, drive and drink Ridin' southern they go fast, neck full of bling Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin' Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin' Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin' (The bitch ain't shit, man) heh, yeah, ayy Yeah, I came from nothin', I grew up with nothin' Swear that she a bad bitch, but that bitch is nothin' Yeah, I'm a hustler, made somethin' out of nothin' (What this shit all about homie?) Yeah