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Young nigga got it jumping like Jordan 200 on the foreign, I'ma get it right back Bought Versace from Versace Just to be flashy, I'ma get it right back Fought a case for the boy Bitch I got a lawyer, I'ma get it right back I'm whipping my wrist to put Rollie on wrist I'ma get it right back I'ma get it right back I'ma get it right back Got the beam on the tour, just to make sure I'ma get it right back I'ma get it right back I'ma get it right back I got bitches, yeah plural, just to make sure I'ma get it right back Pulled off the lot, nigga cashed out on the Wraith I'ma get it right back You ain't gotta ask, know a nigga got up on his waist Rat-a-tat-tat-tat Ain't nothing but some big boy shit going on That's right, when you see me, nigga All of this presidential shit that a nigga riding in Might as well move to DC, nigga I'll hit Lenox Mall up right now Cash out, everything they got in that bitch Soon as I'm walking out the door, nigga leaving out the store They gon be like God dammit he rich Care what? Think I seen Jizzle in the valet Walking round with about a hundred bags 2014 in the valet and you know it still got the paper tags Big black mothafucka with a stripe down the middle Yeah I call it the silverback Bitch staring at the stars on my roof Same time, keep asking, "Where the ceiling at?" Don't get my shit, try to tell you it ain't me, girl I don't know you like that That ain't how it go down, I'll turn this bitch round And I'll take your ass right back Young nigga got it jumping like Jordan 200 on the foreign, I'ma get it right back Bought Versace from Versace Just to be flashy, I'ma get it right back Fought a case for the boy Bitch I got a lawyer, I'ma get it right back I'm whipping my wrist to put Rollie on wrist I'ma get it right back I'ma get it right back I'ma get it right back Got the beam on the tour, just to make sure I'ma get it right back I'ma get it right back I'ma get it right back I got bitches, yeah plural, just to make sure I'ma get it right back I'ma get it right back Lose it, in a week bet I get it right back Tried to play hard, fucked her on the first week Bet she coming right back Throw it from the back, know you like it like that If you don't, you lying, bitch who you think you playin'? Walked in this mothafucking bitch, I'm the man Louis V earmuffs, can't hear what you're saying Thugger my brother, yeah Jeezy my fam And it don't mean I'm cussing if I say the word, "dam" Cause I'm talking bout a river Diamonds shining like a mothafucking nickel Feet up, yeah I'm reclining on niggas Pistol out, window down, riding on niggas I'ma get it right back, like I never lost it Shawty came right back Had her mouth open like the sign on Lacoste I told her, "Don't be disrespectful, baby girl don't talk back Cause it'll cost you" In the end I say, "Fuck the Lexus, I'ma drive the Benz today" Thugger, Thugger tell em Young nigga got it jumping like Jordan 200 on the foreign, I'ma get it right back Bought Versace from Versace Just to be flashy, I'ma get it right back Fought a case for the boy Bitch I got a lawyer, I'ma get it right back I'm whipping my wrist to put Rollie on wrist I'ma get it right back I'ma get it right back I'ma get it right back Got the beam on the tour, just to make sure I'ma get it right back I'ma get it right back I'ma get it right back I got bitches, yeah plural, just to make sure I'ma get it right back
Writer(s): Dequantes Devontay Lamar, Joshua Quinton Scruggs, Michael F. Hernandez, Tyree Cinque Simmons, Leighton Elliott Morrison, Courtney J. Stewart, Anthony Alexander Amos, Jay W. Jenkins, Jeffery Lamar Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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