Git In lyrics

by

Drake


[Intro: Big Capp]
Yeah, Big Capp, pus*y
pus*y ass
Tryin to get in where you fit in, huh? (Pimp C)
Well ain't no room over here (UGK)
Bun, Bun (Young Money Moe)
II Trill West (West)
II Trill (II Trill), II Trill (II Trill), West

[Verse 1: Bun B]
Man God damn I hate a buster
Talkin about he shinin but his sh*t is lackluster (lackluster)
No karats in his chain, no cluster
n*gga you a burger, try to catch up to the mustard (mustard)
Lame ass, who responsible for makin you?
Phonier than a motherf*cker, I can see the fake in you
I can see the Jake in you, you look like a teller (like a teller)
I ought to shoot ya dog ass, like Old Yeller (like Old Yeller)
Fly fella? Hell nah, more like half man
Half nothin else, it's so sad, I can't laugh man (man)
Or even smirk (smirk), n*gga you's a j*rk (j*rk)
You gonna make me have to put in work and go berserk ('serk)
Wanna be me ass n*gga, get off the testes ('tes)
The greatest like Gretzky, don't test me (me)
With flyin colors, I'll pass your pop quiz
I'm sick, plop, plop, fizz, fizz, you know the biz (biz)
[Chorus: Bun B]
We been f*ckin b*tches (b*tches), we been stackin riches (riches)
We been duckin snitches (snitches) [get in pus*y n*gga]
We been gettin dough (dough), we been bunch of hoes (hoes)
With G's and they know (know) [get in pus*y n*gga]
We been sittin clean (clean), we been gettin green (green)
We been on the scene (scene) [get in pus*y n*gga]
We been gettin paper (paper), we been shakin haters (haters)
We gon' see ya later (later) [get in pus*y n*gga]

[Verse 2: Bun B]
Man God damn I hate a lame (lame)
Green as a garden, talkin about he in the game (game)
Say he got them grams (grams), barely got them grains (grains)
Lyin on your work and it's a motherf*ckin shame (shame)
Worst than a dame, always peekin in your doors (doors)
Short stop and stains (stains), tryin to f*ck your hoes (hoes)
Trickin on the cool, n*gga payin for the freaky (freaky)
It ain't like I care but why your ass bein sneaky? (sneaky)
To each his own partner, move along partner
I don't need a n*gga like you in my zone partner
Give me fifty feet (feet) or maybe fifty yards (yards)
f*ck your fifty town, ? is fraud (fraud)
Say you got them yams and you sittin on some yay (yay)
Asked him for a ten piece, he hit me with a trey (trey)
Got me f*cked up partner, who you tryin to play? (play)
Keep your dirty dope, your sh*t ain't butter anyway, okay?
[Chorus: Bun B]
We been f*ckin b*tches (b*tches), we been stackin riches (riches)
We been duckin snitches (snitches) [get in pus*y n*gga]
We been gettin dough (dough), we been bunch of hoes (hoes)
With G's and they know (know) [get in pus*y n*gga]
We been sittin clean (clean), we been gettin green (green)
We been on the scene (scene) [get in pus*y n*gga]
We been gettin paper (paper), we been shakin haters (haters)
We gon' see ya later (later) [get in pus*y n*gga]

[Verse 3: Young Money Moe]
You better get in where you fit in
All these pus*y ass n*ggas jumpin back on my di*k again
Been ridin clean, pull up in the newest Benz
And I never lose, b*tch I was born to win (I was born to win)
Man, all these n*ggas Powderpuffs
Talkin tough, all them drugs got 'em gassed up (gassed up)
And it's DOA, if Big Capp come
We'll put your body Underground, you could ask Bun (ask Bun)
I'm the last of a dyin breed
Thirty karats in the piece got your girl eyein me (mommy)
It's II Trill West, we a dynasty
'Cause I am, what you're tryin to be
f*ck where you're comin from, save your apologies
Westside, a rider, got a Makaveli prophecy (Westside)
I'm one of the best that they ever seen
Young Money Moe, I'm a motherf*ckin prodigy (prodigy)
[Chorus: Bun B]
We been f*ckin b*tches (b*tches), we been stackin riches (riches)
We been duckin snitches (snitches) [get in pus*y n*gga]
We been gettin dough (dough), we been bunch of hoes (hoes)
With G's and they know (know) [get in pus*y n*gga]
We been sittin clean (clean), we been gettin green (green)
We been on the scene (scene) [get in pus*y n*gga]
We been gettin paper (paper), we been shakin haters (haters)
We gon' see ya later (later) [get in pus*y n*gga]


[Outro: Big Capp]
Yeah, you n*ggas heard him
We been gettin paper and shakin haters
Bun B, UGK, Trill Entertainment
(Get in pus*y n*gga)
(Yeah) II Trill West, Big Capp
Young Money Moe, Pimp C, rest in peace
We love you brother, we miss you bro
(Get in pus*y n*gga)
Straight up, pus*y
I smell pus*y
(Get in pus*y n*gga)
pus*y ass n*ggas
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