Get Busy (feat. Tyga)

She ain't playing, not a bit She don't fuck around, she with the shit She bounce that ass, till' a nigga get dizzy My, my, my bitch get busy, busy, busy My, my, my bitch get busy, busy, busy (Look at her go) All eyes on her In that? skirt Matchin with the? purse Gotta coordinate, dropped a quarter on her hair Drop it in my lap, let a nigga know it's real See all stacked up, lil' momma know the deal Baby beat it up, ivander holyfield Get hoes in these churches just for actin' like a ho Only rap nigga out in traffic in the fo' like it's 1994 When i parolled outta?? young glasses don't? 'fuck you mean? And ever since I got the gs, that bitch like fuck recess Drop, drop it on the floo' You know I'm high as fuck bitch, keep it on the low She give me good head, call that shit sloppy joe I'm the shit, smell chanel cologne send it all to go Westside, fat ass I get behind her I'm in the pussy all night like a fucking dina Nosey ass pinocchio, rappers be quiet Say you getting more money than me, you a liar Killing shit, gangster attire, bitches admire You sweet as papaya, bandana and the ties Life in the game don't jeopardize it I'm the truth, put that on Zion T-Rah, shit!