Yeah, they don't know us, and we don't know them
Leave a couple stains on my jeans, nigga, on the run and eatin' luck
WMGN, I'm pledging my allegiance Represent for my city and stay away from
them leeches When you playin' for real, you stay away from
them bleachers And what you make by the year, I can make
it in the future Queen shit, I'm Hakim, got me a couple queens
In North, we came with a semi -auto, let's shoot a scene
And I, rah, with your hatin' ass Don't hate the player or the stats, nigga,
hate the math Soccer, she's with that pad, poppin' up where
they at Rockin' them slow bucks, but I like my money
fast
Get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her,
get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her,
get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her,
get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her,
get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her, get her,
get her, get her, get her, I take a stem, yeah, yeah, yeah, well, I'm just lookin' at
Good girls ain't fun, Lord knows I'm trying to leave with the right one
Ciroc beach, that's some sour, so I'm buzzing Shorty told me that she looking for her husband
I told her keep looking, she going blind though We drinking wine, yo, strong like a rhino
But Skyler Switch, that's my Prada, bitch Sell a little white Alchemist
She grabbed my hand and she put it on her chest Put mirrors on my kicks, so I'm looking up
her chest
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up,
get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
Bring her back around Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get
up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
Now I'm sober, come in, where you going Recognize the future star when you see one
Please don't let my mama see that perfection for the cheat
Don't think I lost my brain, it's a god damn shame
And some terrains, niggas praying for rain I'm hating singles like Hurricane Irene
But things from where I came, my brain already trained
Nothin' to lose, all that game, my gang playin' the game
Let go, blowin' on that lot like I'm Emilio
Them the kind of shoes get your fine -ass prego
Your future baby father, show Biladi, baby, hello
Now back that thing up, gon' treat a nigga special
Damn, baby girl, I'm so glad I met you
A little drunk, don't be mad if I forget you
You upset when my truck's on deck
Known you for a whole hour, how we ain't fuck yet, huh?
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
Shorty go up, shorty go down
Can't bring her back around
Get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up, get up
Dogged out military, I'm an invasion
