Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get Back, artist - Big Moe. Date of issue: 21.01.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Get Back |
| Chorus 2x |
| Get back Get back |
| All you haters trying to get my stash |
| Step back Step back |
| I ain’t taking no set back |
| Verse 1 |
| Niggas want to x out O like tic tac toe |
| Cause I’m the type of cat that get that doe |
| Get them bricks |
| Hit the streets grind hard and get that six |
| Them broads try to fuck i’ll get that bitch |
| I’ll get her skirt |
| I’m not the big tymers but I got that work |
| And when I hop out in a bentley then its got to hurt |
| I drop the top on you boys until the dances shirt |
| I’m fat rat with da cheese main |
| What you know about going over seas main |
| Blowing trees and the bricks pushing v’s main |
| Me and Moe we ain’t tripping its a g thang |
| You got to love it Ipushed and shoved it just to get in the doe |
| Thats like I pushed and shoved just it just to get in your hoe |
| To the boys talking bout you gon wet Lil’O |
| So I ain’t playin games no moe |
| And thats for real |
| Verse 2 |
| As I sank back to the days of struggle |
| Life has been tussle but I always had a hussle |
| Sippin gallons of tussen Ain’t no time for discussion |
| All theses hatas mad cause they gals be lusting |
| And my gator on buttons popped up blowing doz |
| Foe foe in my lap make her drop and hit the floor |
| B-i-g- M-o-e feel me Heavyweighting and regulating all through South c Boujer to concrete brang us the noochie |
| Everybody knew me as I wrecked on screw beats ohh wee |
| We came to far to set back |
| Get back I pull out my nine and wet back |
| Back Back playa raise up off me Shit that a stick is hotter than a cup of coffee |
| Your mistakes a cost me when you messing with my stash |
| Sixteen get crush if we’re on the same track |
| How you feel about that it’s not fiction or fact |
| When I add or subtract comes back plus tax |
| Your minor setback leads to major combat |
| Improper contact leads to mortal combat |
| Hole in your starter hat and your skull gets cracked |
| Now I walked all on you like you’re a doormat |
| Two hataz I break half squash yall chit chat |
| If your patna is real he’ll never turn his back |
| I know this for a format add needs to teachings |
| Mess with my stash and you gon be a quadrule preaching |
| You better belive it don’t mess with my fade |
| Or you gon to feel the wrath of the H.A.W.K. |