Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it (Paula Perry)

Get it, get it, get it, get it (Paula Perry here I come)

Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it (You wanna battle Paula Perry?)

Get it, get it, get it, get it (Here I come again settin' trends)

Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it (Paula Perry)

Get it, get it, get it, get it (The Queen of Fort Greene)

Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it (Paula Perry)

Get it, get it, get it, get it (Here I come)

Aw yeah, it's Paula P and Premier

We risin' out the cuts, what? Jealous eyes wanna stare

Who cares? I double-dare

Fulton aves, pay a fare when you're comin' through

Every day I get saluted by gods on the boulevard

In my mind I know it's hard

So I'm tryin' to build somethin' up

Throw the dice, raise the dank up

I take a bitch back in the days when we had cars we used to crank up

Smack 'em up, smell the coffee

Get up off me, chick, I'm on top of this, please

Assessing needs on bonds at Mickey D's

Pure like nuns, score all his needs

More than a woman like the Bee Gees

But I still squeeze these

Hollow heads for hard heads

I shock a bitch and have her wig lookin' like Chaka

Khan, word is bond, napalm bombs we drop up in your lawn

Ayo, extra, extra, read the headlines

We plantin' landmines, we get up in that ass every time

You better ask somebody, young Gottis

Fast hotties, what, what, we in your lobby

Extra, extra, read the headlines

We plantin' landmines, we get up in that ass every time

You better ask somebody, young Gottis

Fast hotties, wanted posters in the lobby

Yeah, check the inside edition, Premier, strap 'em to the chair

We gon' make 'em listen, I'll hold your ears

Hostage, let's get it on

Top story shit, Fox Five, tell Penny Crone

I can see it now, you're home alone

Check it, I'm on your fire escape

Lookin' at you, check, I got the duct tape, check

I got the apple 'bout to grab you up

From the back of your wrap, I thrive for that surprised look

Knowin' you're shook, touch tone sudden off the hook

Brooknam, ghetto design, close the book

We hit the cement in Lugz, **** that wear Boss

Claimin' to be thugs and chicks that's gossipin' too much

I hold a grudge, what? Tug of war

Prepare for the mud, what? P Perry

Sister Sledge gettin' down and dirty over your head

Ain't nothin' y'all can do, I'm here, I swear

Every time you hear somethin' I drop

Make sure your hear it clear

Ayo, extra, extra, read the headlines

We plantin' landmines, we get up in that ass every time

You better ask somebody, young Gottis

Fast hotties, what, what, we in your lobby

It's my prerogative like Bobby Brown

You get down, I get around like Pac, y'all sit around and watch

I blow the spot, any spot, The Tunnel

Or S.O.'s, Vertigo's, showin' love to my Latinos

Nine-eight settin' 'em straight, sippin' V8

Familiar face in any place we lace

For y'all gamblers y'all gonna ace

Elaborate my hate with Paper Mates

I'm tryin' to escalate to the rooftop

I used to sell blue tops

Got credit from the weed spot

From Trini with the dreadlocks

When I'm broke I still smoke a lot

Choke a lot, cool cops gave a bitch props

Only faggots bust shots

While kids be playin' hopscotch

In broad day, Fort Knox

Every day around the way it stay hot

FG too hot for TV

Cats rep for GP

Signed and sealed, done deal

What's real is real, uh

Paula Perry, here I come again

Ayo, extra, extra, read the headlines

We plantin' landmines, we get up in that ass every time

You better ask somebody, young Gottis

Fast hotties, what, what, we in your lobby

Extra, extra, read the headlines

We plantin' landmines, we get up in that ass every time

You better ask somebody, young Gottis

Fast hotties, wanted posters in the lobby

Paula Perry

Paula Perry here I come

Paula Perry

Paula Perry here I come

Paula Perry

Here I come