I Got It lyrics

by

Jeezy


[Chorus: Trey Songz]
These n*ggas ain't got no words
Nah nah, I got it
They know I'mma playa
Yeah yeah, I got it
VIP up on the chair
Yeah yeah, I got it
Got liquor everywhere blowin smoke up in the air
These n*ggas ain't got no words

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Get em, got em, okay now
The only way to come up is to stay down, A-Town
The world is my playground, your girl wanna play round
Knock that P off now your girl wanna lay round
Hair weave killa, mix it with a Trey hook
Get head while I'm readin, call that sh*t facebook
I do it for the paper like a prostitute, in hot pursuit, sometimes I feel I'm vodka proof
Damn, I got them chickens n*gga c*ck-a-doodle-doo
I got the flu, I need lobster noodle soup
I know ya probably heard this a hundred times
I got weight I'm tryna lose a hundred pounds

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
These n*ggas ain't got no words
Nah nah, I got it
They know I'mma playa
Yeah yeah, I got it
VIP up on the chair
Yeah yeah, I got it
Got liquor everywhere blowin smoke up in the air
These n*ggas ain't got no words
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
If ya don't know this what swag is
So much swag, "swag" could be my adlib
I do it for the real so they rock with me
I'm in the drop I shoulda brought the top with me
I gotta go to court I keep killin stages
Sopena the promoter cause he instagated
I started from the bottom of the destination
Now I'm headed to the top, call it elevation
The only n*gga in first class
Still got last night on my mustache
Hit em with the louie belt and louie on my foot
Trey gon' hit em with the hook

[Chorus: Trey Songz]
These n*ggas ain't got no words
Nah nah, I got it
They know I'mma playa
Yeah yeah, I got it
VIP up on the chair
Yeah yeah, I got it
Got liquor everywhere blowin smoke up in the air
These n*ggas ain't got no words

[Verse 3: Trey Songz]
Yeah n*gga I got it
Ten racks on me I don't need no wallet
I'mma throw it all don't need no pockets
Got my loose change putin hoes through college
She just gave me brain but I like to call it knowledge
n*ggas think they dope but I like to call em garbage
He was talkin tough said his pistol he was gon' pop it
Why you mad at me cause yo b*tch all up on my di*k
Aye, aye once we show up
Cocolo so pour up
Like I ate some bad pizza and I'm bout to throw some dough up
Yo titied did some grow ups
Aye Tity Boi you know what
Haha, you bout to blow up
n*gga you bout to blow up
[Chorus: Trey Songz]
These n*ggas ain't got no words
Nah nah, I got it
They know I'mma playa
Yeah yeah, I got it
VIP up on the chair
Yeah yeah, I got it
Got liquor everywhere blowin smoke up in the air
These n*ggas ain't got no words
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