โหลดเพลง mp3 Get it Again (feat. Dave East) - Shy Glizzy

Get it Again (Clean) - Shy Glizzy/Dave East
Hey

Young Jefe
Cardo got wings wings
F**k it up get it again

My mind it be stuck on that cash
If I love you I'll give you my last
Hundreds and fifties is hitting the stash
Twenties and tens we blow that fast
F**k it up get it again
F**k it up get it again

F**k it up get it again
We f**k it up f**k it up get it again
I'm here to make money not friends
I fell in love with the blue on them bands
I like to thumb through a check with my friends
For all of this money committed some sins
F**k it up get it again yeah
F**k it up get it again f**k it up
F**k it up get it again
We f**k it up f**k it up get it again yeah
She wanna f**k with a boss boss
She cannot kick it with him
She wanna f**k a big dog
I told her okay lil baby I'm him
OK
Me and my niggas we ballin' ball
No around cut the net off of the rim swish
I f**k around f**k her again yeah
Then I f**k around f**k on her friends
They like who is them niggas right there
I see all of them dressed in Monclers
I spent twenty grands on my ears bling bling
Goddamnit this unfair goddamn goddamn
Play with me ni**a I dare
I highly advise you to stay over there
Got your lil b**ch and another lil b**ch and they all in my bed
We layin' on the spread
I am the Louboutin don don
I'm passing my swag my son day
Big booty b**ch on my arm
She say papi can we go to Milan
I took that b**ch to Miami
Yeah and we stayed at The One
We had to live up on Sunday
I f**ked that b**ch off the Dom Perignon uh
My mind it be stuck on that cash
If I love you I'll give you my last
Hundreds and fifties is hitting the stash
Twenties and tens we blow that fast
F**k it up get it again
F**k it up get it again
F**k it up
F**k it up get it again
We f**k it up f**k it up get it again
I'm here to make money not friends
I fell in love with the blue on them bands
I like to thumb through a check with my friends
For all of this money committed some sins
F**k it up get it again
F**k it up
F**k it up get it again f**k it up
F**k it up get it again
We f**k it up f**k it up get it again yeah
I fell in love with the seats in the Wraith
My lawyer Jewish I'm beating my case
Hundreds and fifties we keeping it safe
You say you got pistols I need 'em today
I don't feel safe if I ain't got a pipe
My homie just called me they just gave him life
I'm tryna give 50K to his lawyer
Hope they appeal that like shakin' dice
F**k up a check when I run up in Saks
My b**ch got my name tatted right on her a**
I used to bag up go right to the ave
I ain't have no whip I got right in the cab
Goin' for nothing know I'm with the sh*t
I like to match up my gun with my fit
Shout out to Glizzy know I got that glizzy
Got so many diamonds I look like a lick
So many b**ches I look like a pimp
We ordering lobster don't forget the shrimp
Foreign I gotta five percent the tint
Every day prayin' Lord forgive my sins
Young ni**a risk it all for a Benz
Ain't got no pal I'm goin' to the pen
Baggin' the powder blow it in the wind
I'm gon' get dollars know I'm 'bout to spend
I gotta get money
Be stuck on that cash cash
If I love you I'll give you my last
Hundreds and fifties is hitting the stash
Twenties and tens we blow that fast
F**k it up get it again
F**k it up get it again

F**k it up get it again
We f**k it up f**k it up get it again
I'm here to make money not friends
I fell in love with the blue on them bands
I like to thumb through a check with my friends
For all of this money committed some sins
F**k it up get it again

F**k it up get it again
F**k it up get it again
We f**k it up f**k it up get it again yeah