Get Right

Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh

Uh huh, uh huh, oh, oh, come on

Huh huh, yeah uh, yeah, uh huh, hey

What, uh huh, what, uh

Yeah, uh, yea, ho uh

Fabolous, ho, c'mon, huh

Yeah, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, come on, uh

Yo, y'all gon' hear this in the nightclubs for a year

When the song go on, throw on, ya tight mugs or ya stares

It's like bugs up in here, like thugs up in here

Throw ya fingas up like you gon' snipe slugs in the air

HATAS- might have a slight grudge when I'm there

See this froze on my wrist, like bugs in my ear

Ladies pass through, I might rub on her rear

Pop Cris' in her face, make her wipe suds from her hair

Even dykes tug on my gear, the way I like strud up in here

Look at the nice smuds that I wear

Drinks be flingin', minks be swingin', the way the pinky-ringin',

Link be blingin', you think we slingin'?

I wanna see the roof of your coupe, sittin' behind ya

18 inches and up, no sittin' on minors

After the club hittin' a diner

Spittin' the lines, and end up in a hotel, gettin' vagina, get it right

Ladies- Rub ya tits if ya gettin' right (HEY!)

Niggas- Grab ya dicks if ya gettin' right (HO!)

Don't be thinkin' bout that nigga that you wit tonite

Don't be thinkin' bout that chick, that you wit tonite

Ladies- Rub ya tits if ya gettin' right (HEY!)

Niggas- Grab ya dicks if ya gettin' right (HO!)

If gettin' right is the only thing you wit tonite

Ladies (HEY!)

Niggas (HO!)

Ma, it's hard to stop and not admit it

You like the way the drop I got is kitted, cops can't spot who is it

You wanna stop and jot ya digits

Must be how I hop on yachts and visit, tropic spots I did it

The top the watch is glitted

Make niggas wanna bop they knots, stop and plot to get it

Like I won't pop a shot in fitteds

I got the type of machine guns, that cops and swats be hitted

I wanna drop but not to hit it, stop we not committed

Think we hittin' shoppin' spots, forget it

Move ya neck, rock from side to side

Neva get checked, me and my glock side and side

This in ya deck let it knock inside ya ride

We in the 'jects of the blocks in the widest five

Spendin' a grands nuthin' for 'lous (lis)

You ain't got on a badge playa, so why you handcuffin' the chicks?

Y'all hardly see I be 'round

But when I do, I be, I be down, in a VIP lounge

I get in the club, I don't need ID now

Bulky nig, can't even see my 3-pound

You know how that kid from B-Stuy be down

Y'all see my C-pound, y'all see y'all be drowned

Skee-o, gotta, re-ply she down, which sheet I meet down

I know she gettin' right- HEY

Ladies tug me when I strut

So this thug be in the cut, takin' thug b's to the gut

Rays beamin', y'all think I be day-dreamin'

But I stay schemin' like, "Shortie could get it"

Next screenin', they see all this ice and grey gleamin'

They like "Damn, Shortie could get it"

And I may be crazy

But I see some ladies tonite that should be drinkin' my baby's baby