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Got It
7.225
Hip-Hop/Rap
Got It wurde am 30. März 2010 von BMG Rights Management (US) LLC als Teil des Albums Revenue Retrievin': Day Shift veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum30. März 2010
LabelBMG Rights Management (US) LLC
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM86

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Songtexte

[Verse 1]
You know they say they got it
But I got it, man
Hey, hey, ooh, hey, hey
[Verse 2]
Independence grill, mansion on top of the hill
Twenty-four inch wheels, luxury automobiles
Solid and polished, respect and recognition
Thumpers all over the house all in the kitchen
Get back skills, my **** I'm a gritter
Turn a Scottish nickel to five or six figures
Style, finesse and swag, nostalgia
Connections, plugs, killers, manpower
The gift of gap, the sales pitch of a real estate broker
Cutlass Oldsmobile, four-forty-two motor
[Verse 3]
Mannish with it, I carry it like a boss
Knock that ass down, stand over you when I let off
[Verse 4]
Never out of touch, I'm always in the loop
Side hustles, under the table loot
Mailbox money, my ****, I'm the ****
Fixture, I got my own liquor
Watches and rings, donkey ropes and bracelets
I'm having my change, paper, big faces
Wisdom, neighborhood block experience
I got game from dope fiends and pimps
Loved ones that'll bash your head in
Factors that'll call shots from the pen
Bitches, batches, broads
They love this fat ass sick with it hog
Benedict Arnold, Judases and traitors
Willie foo-foos, riff-raffs, haters
[Verse 5]
Mannish with it, I carry it like a boss
Knock that ass down, stand over you when I let off
[Verse 6]
The latest slang, the lingo and all the slick talk
The sickest flows, the illest style, unorthodox
The rapper your favorite rapper duplicate and mock
The most recognizable voice in all of hip hop
Platinum and gold records all in the hallway
Trophies, certified by the RIAA
Street credibility, history and longevity
Father and son chemistry, me and Droop-E
House to house, soil to soil, worldwide
Hella family on my momma and my daddy's side
The gift to spit, the gift to twist the pot
If I ever had to go back to grit and cooking rock
Backing soda, kilo grams of candycane
Across the street, broken down Mustang
[Verse 7]
Mannish with it, I carry it like a boss
Knock that ass down, stand over you when I let off
Written by: Earl T Stevens
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