Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get It On, artist - Slim Of 112
Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Song language: English
Get It On |
2001, we bout to show ya’ll how we do it |
Once again, this Rasheeda, and I’m introducin' |
The one, and the only |
S-L-I-M, ohhhhh |
We can get it on, let me come a lil' closer |
Freakin' all night long, makin' love until we’re over |
, lemme know what you wanna do |
Tell me that it’s on, so that we can get it on |
I been around the world, no more for me to see |
I stay on the roll, lifestyle celebrity |
My time to shine and it ain’t easy as it seems |
To do what it takes to keep a nigga on my team |
2 Way page me cause I’m neva at the crib |
Just to keep in touch, that’s how a nigga gotta live |
I know you know how to keep this thang tight |
I’m out doin' me, so I ain’t with you every night |
It’s easy to see, baby I meant to be yo wife |
But I can’t slow down, nigga I got my own life |
So get on in, when you fit in, don’t trip |
I stack the dough, I run this shit, got you lovin' this |
Life a luxury, and you wouldn’t have nothin' if it wasn’t for me |
I’m headed back to the States, flight land at 8 |
Typin' «I miss you too, and I can hardly wait» |
I’m on the next first class flight late night to get to you |
Sippin' trippin' offa the things that we can do like… |
Whoa… nooo, keep it on the low |
Those the thangs I won’t let nobody know |
First thangs first, how you like to whip? |
Platinum CL5, 2002, |
Be ready to dip soon as my plane touch down |
I only got two days, so we gots to lay it down |
You know how we do, in the Dirty, we live it up |
When I get to the crib, ain’t no frontin', give it up |
(We're landing in Atlanta) so it’s time to crank it up |
We get on the round lil' man say back it up |
I’m lookin' around, there you are just like you saw |
Ain’t got no, headin' straight to the car |
We dippin' my ride that’s keepin' da real dub |
Rasheeda, believe that you bout to get rimmed up |
Back in the A-Town this is how we ride |
Me and you stay down cause we do or die |
Everybody be hatin' like we Bonnie and Clyde |
Intellecual thug, the only nigga by my side |
Between me and you let’s keep it one on one |
Check them hoez on the side before them bitches get done |
Got no time for the games, I’m collectin' more change |
And flip it to bills so we can take it long range |
You know what it is, and how it’s gon be |
Everywhere that you go, you comin' right back to she |
I’m makin' it known for all these hoez to see |
They already know that you belong to me |
That’s why they stay mad, just wishin' |
That they could have everything that I own |
The thang and the man, my love, my nigga, my hustla team |
Niggaz we layin', you my ghetto dream |