Get Throwed lyrics

by

Diddy


[Verse]
Let the n*gga put it in, give Belly the word
Take it back, 9-6, December the third
That was back when the coop was high, like twenty a bird
And we never spend money for furs
Get money to [?], do at the mall
Biggavel always in the loot with the stars
Bubblegum look type doing the job
b*tches on strip get nude in the bars
She dating the fan, the Coupe is a car
Champagne bottles on the roof of the bar
Sip a [?], wishing that L was here
Only do Brown or Belvedere
No jails [?], no scales are there
Keep sh*t clean, no paraphernalia
No contraband, no shells in there
Spit like salt 'cause it smells in there
It's the boy with the flow
Thirteen in them [?]
Chirping in them [?]
Squirt trees in them, you already know
It's Biggavel, baby
Bullets so hot, made a n*gga yell, baby
Pulling [?], make a n*gga ill, baby
Get out with the Glock, [?] Biggavel, baby
[Hook]
Oww, oww, oww, oww, oww, oww
Make a n*gga feel hood, make a n*gga feel good
Can't nobody up and do what we do
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
All my n*ggas get bread, all my n*ggas get head
Can't nobody up and do what we do
Oww, oww, oww, oww, oww, oww
Make a n*gga feel hood, make a n*gga feel good
Can't nobody up and do what we do
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
All my n*ggas get bread, all my n*ggas get head
Can't nobody up and do what we do
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