Bobby Womack (Get It)

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Crown Nation - Rap

Bobby Womack (Get It)

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[Intro] Won't stop, get it, get it! Don't stop, get it, get it! Don't stop, get it, get it! Don't stop, get it, get it! [Verse 1: Denmark Vessey] I bet you never made her squirt before Treat it everyday like a birthday whore Beat it every night, first date so gassy Her face like CB4 BB and JJ, super sonic, you're that perfect score You be the q-boy, she be the fourth First slow down, see a little more Tunin', spoonin', gut in the morn Your poonan movin' moons me amore DV, givin' that D on G T V B S, yes I learned experience and understanding, yearnin', curious Jeez Louise, put your mind at ease, please Hold up girl, be easy, we can we so cheesy But freakin', we so sleazy, we like George and Weezy [Chorus] Girl this was all my Sagittarius-s And Aquarius-s Leos and Scorpios, Libras and Capricorns Don't stop, get it get it Fresh to death, we'll soak a minute Fresh to death, so committed Now my Pisces and Aries, step out into scaries Cancer and Gemini, Tauruses and Virgos fly Don't stop, get it get it Fresh to death, we'll soak a minute Fresh to death, it's over now [Verse 2: Denmark Vessey] Big big pimpin' in an old school cudi Shotgun was a mac named Sully No roof, blue eye-colored scheme And a switch, assume what a motherfucker mean If an H wanna come, I'ma put her on the team 'Cause I am a bold nigga and I do more things Ya chain good wanna hang with the gang full of orangutans OG, you should watch for her-her See, 'cause she's popular-lar At least from what I observe, all it take is a nigga with a knack for words A vernacular, to get all up in her ear, start talkin' all fast like an auctioneer Throw her off her square, so I often hear A drink a dinner and a mink in a winter like "lobster, what?" "Ostrich fur?" I think you're a winner, yes I concur But you gotta be a freak and a pristine lady When you creep like the mayor and Christine Batey Oh please, please no texting me What you need, that papa smurf? When the hood came around she dropped her skirt-skirt [Chorus] Girl this was all my Sagittarius-s And Aquarius-s Leos and Scorpios, Libras and Capricorns Don't stop, get it get it Fresh to death, we'll soak a minute Fresh to death, so committed Now my Pisces and Aries, step out into scaries Cancer and Gemini, Tauruses and Virgos fly Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious [Outro] Don't stop, get it get it Don't stop, get it get it Don't stop, get it get it Get it, get it Get it, get it

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Credits

Writers
  • Quelle Chris
  • Denmark Vessey