| Ohh, wave at me baby I’m wavy
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| White Tee and yankee is navy
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| JOE L L, yeah I’m jiggling baby
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| Picking up ladies in the cinnamon Cedes
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| A1 flow I’m out here getting this gravy
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| Steak out my crib, turn you into a Filet mignon
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| You ain’t got, I’ve been lifting this eighty
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| I turn your selfie into a pic in The Daily
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| News know the rules, boy my city is crazy
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| Empire state with the liberty lady
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| The towers drop but them twins still around
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| Twin Glocks fourtie or these twin four pounds
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| Who wanna dance I spin you around
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| Bring you back and kiss you goodbye with a round
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| Ahh, now shorty how that sound
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| I know you’re from outta town round here
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| That’s how we get down
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| You’re in the city that shoot
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| Beside these bitches nothing really that cute
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| We get down
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| We don’t play at the
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| One band two band shaking the spot
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| We get down
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| Ain’t nothing bummy around here
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| Girlfriend we getting money around here
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| This is how we get down
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| Ain’t nothing funny around here
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| Girlfriend a lot of money around here
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| This is how we get down
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| Anywhere I’m at is the turner (turner)
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| They scream turn down, I’m yelling for what? |
| (for what)
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| Winter time I turn the collar of my fur up
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| Summer time top down flipping birds up
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| Trying to tell these niggas, now I’m stunning on ‘em word up
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| Fuck it I’m that nigga when it comes to fucking words up
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| Move without security, and post on any curb yep
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| Tryina bust a move and watch the eagle lift a bird up
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| Any now I wanna lift a bird up
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| Break her off crazy have her shaking like a nerve suck
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| Looking at her in the corner all curled up
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| Gave her the Anaconda now its curled up
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| Pimp juice I should be Jheri curled up
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| Dripping from all this game that I’m kicking like the world cup
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| It’s a whole lot money around here
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| Baby girl we get gully around here
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| I don’t know how they got down there
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| But trust me we get it popping around here
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| Pop up pop bottles and pop ya’ll ladies
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| Nah I don’t pop molly cause I get crazy
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| I pop they pop, them nines pop baby
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| Pop off, nah pap’s for real we don’t play, Paa!
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| I get it live so easy, nah I don’t mean do this for TV
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| But you see me
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| I make these bitches do the Houdini
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| Having reappear in the Feegies in bikinis
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| You mad, you got it bad boy face facts
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| Do it big take a nice puff and tell her take that |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Get Down , by - Joell Ortiz. Song from the album House Slippers, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп