| Ugh, nigga, your time is up, I ain’t come to kid you
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| I knew you niggas was dumb, but how dumb is you?
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| Thinkin' you could see the king when you unofficial
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| You don’t wanna go to war 'cause I launch these missiles
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| I’m a ride or die nigga, I be tearin' shit up
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| We ain’t like them other fools, so don’t compare 'em to us
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| All the hoes love a nigga, they be backin' it up
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| But me, I love money, I be stackin' it up
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| When my bandwagon pull up, they hop on board
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| They hop right on mine and hop right off yours
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| I get respect, homie, all across the board
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| I get a quarter mil' a track without an award
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| Ever wanna test a nigga? |
| Then come see me
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| In the street, I hold my ground like I’m concrete
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| I know shit ain’t sweet, so when shit get deep
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| I’m rich, I can pay to have you six feet deep, nigga
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| I give it to whoever want it, if you want it, come see me
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| You know where I’m at if you want it, if you want it, come get me
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| I give it to whoever want it, if you want it, come see me
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| You know where I’m at if you want it, if you want it, come get me
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| Yeah! |
| Nigga, you violate, I regulate, rata-tat-tat
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| Bigger shells, they fit in that banana clip jack
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| Run and the bullseye form on your back
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| Hard to miss with a full clip in the mac
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| I got ammo, ammo, I load, reload
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| Cut a nigga quick, yeah, my knife game lethal
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| That tough guy shit, nigga, that’s what I see through
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| You like a three-course meal, motherfucker, I eat you
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| You food, and I’m in the mood
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| So front, I let the hammer fly
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| Nigga, you could duck, run for cover or die
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| Your choice, you choose, I pop, you move
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| Like you ain’t shot, you been shot
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| Nigga, your blood on the street
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| You up shit’s creek, you can hardly speak
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| You startin' to get weak, your eyes close, your life flash
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| Your heart’s slow, your heart stop, yo' ass dead, you’re fucked, kid
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| I give it to whoever want it, if you want it, come see me
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| You know where I’m at if you want it, if you want it, come get me
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| I give it to whoever want it, if you want it, come see me
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| You know where I’m at if you want it, if you want it, come get me
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| I’m like Nicolas Cage, Yay' is the Ghost Rider
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| P89, yeah, I like my toast lighter
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| Costa Rica to Brazil, I got my hoes in the Lear
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| While your bitch bald-headed like Britney Spears
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| I’m in the projects, gettin' dope and piff money
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| Two more flips, that’s Anna Nicole Smith money
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| Fuck a G4, I’m in a G500, G450, G550
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| That’s airplane talk, I’m the aviator man
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| Baby AR, shoot your baby out your hands
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| Spaghetti and corn bread mix got me blunted
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| This ho talkin' 'bout she don’t fuck on a empty stomach
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| Buy out the mall and hug the block
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| A hundred thou' woodgrain in a Phantom drop
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| Then I cruise in the club, got my Rug' in the club
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| Pay the bouncer a buck, now my uz' in the club, yeah, nigga!
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| I give it to whoever want it, if you want it, come see me
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| You know where I’m at if you want it, if you want it, come get me
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| I give it to whoever want it, if you want it, come see me
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| You know where I’m at if you want it, if you want it, come get me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Come and Get Me , by - Timbaland. Song from the album Shock Value, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп