Let's Get It On - Young Dolph, 2 Chainz

Let's Get It On - Young Dolph, 2 Chainz

Альбом
High Class Street Music 4: American Gangster
Год
2014
Язык
`English`
Длительность
247240

Below is the lyrics of the song Let's Get It On , artist - Young Dolph, 2 Chainz with translation

Lyrics " Let's Get It On "

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Let's Get It On

Young Dolph, 2 Chainz

Balling G saying make them bitches lay it down

Smoking weed, bumping Pimp C, pocket full of stone

Sitting in my spot, with a closet full of pounds

Sipping sizzurp mothafuck what you hizzard

You shining shit on my rich, took yo bitch and cost me one bizzard

Shawty just jumped in my car looking like dessert

I my weed, put my hand on her thigh

Put the fuckin car in reverse

I did it, I did it, I did it again

I fucked lil mama real good but this time she brought her friend

Trap house booming like it ain’t no tommorow

Countin money like Wells Fargo

The plug call

I feel like Marvin

Lets get it on

That what I told that bitch when she jumped in my passenger seat looking good

as fuck

Lets get it on

That what I text my plug when I got down to my last pound, I need it now

Lets get it on

He said you ain’t said nothing but a word, I got bout fifth of em laying around

Lets get it on

Lets get it on

Lets get it on

Pocket full of blue money, new money

Pull up doing 2 something

Three 6, who run it

Foreign whip no roof

I might pull up silent on ya

223 together make over I put a body on it

All about bout a check, old school righteous

All this common sense, that’s a whole lot of money

Got that cocaine do pilates

Turn that kitchen to karate class

Sorry your car died, my Maserati

All of these windows on my crib nigga I need me some tint

All of these niggas so broke, my nigga I think they need splints

I’m just still getting that cash

My nigga and smoking a bag

Might set a Guinness world record, my nigga for getting it fast

I’m just a dope boy with a attitude

The work just came in from Malibou

Nah I don’t play bitch no I’m not in the mood

I got money to count and p’s to move

Remember I used to sell my weed at school

But now I fuck bitches that teach at school

While she at work I’m selling weed all at her house

With my AKA bitch bent over all on her couch

Phone blow up but I ran out

I done got out to my last ounce

I ain’t said shit I’m bout to smoke this

If I ain’t got no weed I can’t focus

Damn all the lean gone

Damn all the weed gone

Just sent a text to my Connect phone and said

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