Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Get Off , by - Zo. Song from the album Born 2 Ball, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 14.02.2018
Record label: 80s Baby, Big Baller
Song language: English
Get Off |
| Ooh, ooh |
| Z-O get off, get off |
| Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah |
| Let me get off, get off |
| Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off |
| Hey, I came this far, you know I had to get off |
| Ooh, ooh |
| Z-O get off, get off |
| Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah |
| Let me get off, get off |
| Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off |
| Hey, I had no choice you know I had to get off |
| I said I had to get off, so what you think I’m doing? |
| Blue faces, buying gold, always been a Bruin |
| Except for when they losing, then I gotta keep it moving |
| People asking what I’m doing, money convos keep it fluent |
| Claiming you hard but you cracking up |
| I’m with your girl when she back it up |
| Pass me the sticks and I’m acting up, knocking it out and she ti-ti-ti-tapping |
| up |
| Do it for fans and the clapping up |
| Walking in Gucci, they rack it up |
| I swear these Benjamin’s standing up |
| I put 'em to sleep when I’m stacking up |
| Mo' money, got less problems |
| People looking like, «How about it?» |
| You rent it, I buy it |
| Diamonds wet but they never clouded |
| I’m a rebel, them Bs rowdy |
| Best believe we 'bout to bout it |
| Best believe my piece a stallion |
| Balling hard with no boundaries |
| Ooh, ooh |
| Z-O get off, get off |
| Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah |
| Let me get off, get off |
| Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off |
| Hey, I came this far, you know I had to get off |
| Ooh, ooh |
| Z-O get off, get off |
| Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah |
| Let me get off, get off |
| Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off |
| Hey, I had no choice you know I had to get off |
| Sit back, sit back, sit back turn the music up |
| Straight crack, I spit that, but nah homie, I ain’t talking drugs |
| I ain’t on the corner, I ain’t selling rock, I ain’t selling rock banging with |
| the thugs |
| I be on the court, yeah I push the rock |
| Cause balling, balling, balling what I love |
| Pay attention, listen closely I won’t say it twice |
| Married to the game, I ten-two it like that thang my wife |
| I put in early mornings, yeah, and I’m grinding late night |
| Shooting 2s and 3s, but nah homie, I ain’t talking dice |
| Working on my game, I tune it up just like a bike |
| But you can catch me in the G, and you know it’s all-white |
| On the court I’m making plays, and in the booth I’m making slappers |
| I always kept it real, I ain’t never been no actor |
| Ooh, ooh |
| Z-O get off, get off |
| Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah |
| Let me get off, get off |
| Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off |
| Hey, I came this far, you know I had to get off |
| Ooh, ooh |
| Z-O get off, get off |
| Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah |
| Let me get off, get off |
| Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off |
| Hey, I had no choice you know I had to get off |