Get It In - Lo Boy, Rick Ross

Soon as I get home, I’ll be f you

Assume the position baby

Soon as I get home, I’ll be f you

Go on and spread 'em baby

You know I’ma hit it right

say she got a leak so I hit her with the pipe

Sub tweeting cause I hit her with a like

She my dub cee dub every Wednesday night

I know you sitting by your iPhone

With nothing but my ice on

She let me eat it with my grill in

And tell me never turn the lights off

Skirt through the light, gone

But you know how to ride slow

When you with Mr. K-I-D I-N-K

Know I done spent all night

Try’na fight through the hoes cause

Soon as I get home, I’ll be f you

Assume the position baby

Soon as I get home, I’ll be f you

Go on and spread 'em baby

She telling me I need to change

But baby I need the change

Two coups, two bricks, life too short

Cocktail, two Glocks, and a New port

I put my money where my mouth is

Number one anywhere the south is

Rich nvggas you could tell by the outfits

High top Versace I am about that boss shit

Counting cash on the tarmac

For you new nvggas got to run the car fax

Them numbers don’t match

She telling me this money won’t last

Soon as I get home, I’ll be f you

Assume the position baby

Soon as I get home, I’ll be f you

Go on and spread 'em baby