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    Lil' Wayne Get Down текст песни

    Get Down

    (feat. Baby)

    [Baby and Lil Wayne talking]
    What up pop. What up pop
    Fuck what they heard it’s what they need to know nigga
    (They sayin C.A.R.T.E.R. yep!)
    Ya feel me. Hey nigga we done built this shit from the ground up now homie
    Believe that daddy. It ain’t no lookin back from here. We too strong

    And thats the only way we get down (We get down)
    Cause thats the only way we was taught (We was taught)
    And everything we got we bought (We bought)
    And real niggaz still shine in the dark (Still shine in the dark yea)
    And thats the only way we get down (We get down)
    And thats the only way we was taught (We was taught)
    And everything we got we bought (We bought)
    And real niggaz still shine in the dark (Still shine in the dark fuck a law Oh!)
    Cause thats the only way we get down

    I down down a brother we ain’t cut from the same cloth you Downy soft
    Bullets separate ya body compound a busta
    I’ma find ya if ya hidin I’m a bounty hunter
    In ya home puttin dick all down ya woman
    You come home we in the bedroom countin money
    I bring her home and I fuck her on a thousand hundreds
    Then I shoot the nasty bitch in the mouth for nothin
    I say Birdman Birdman whats good today
    We ain’t never let them niggaz take our food away
    And we recognize real and got a rude awakenin
    And woke up together and our life was better
    I’m the Cash Money son I never like fa cheddar
    Not a rat though hat low Nike is leather
    Lil maw twist to get my life together
    Ya bitch meet me at the bar and we night together Cut!


    Throw my weight like Sherman Klump
    I gotta hold up my estate like Donald Trump
    And I aim kinda straight when it’s time to pump
    I bring the pump when it’s time to punk
    Wrapped around my waist like a cumber bun
    Dont make a nigga pump (clap clap) you up!
    I come in that new thing she threw up
    Now yo’ bitch ass gotta clean yo’ shoe up
    I’m rich as fuck and I never blew up
    Buisness mug gotta get my loot up
    Bet ya bitch get fucked if I ever met her
    Bet ya ditch get dug you ever step up
    One by one I push ‘em down fat bullet fat head make a pussy sound
    Hard head soft ass make a gushy ground I’m straight from a crooked town
    Like that bitch!


    I give my arms and my legs to the game I’m ahead of the game
    I dead any mane if he said any thing but it’s cool as long as nigga paid when he came
    And I’m a fool wit the flame and the caine
    Cut it just a little bit but the drain stay the same yea
    Young Wayne and the pain and the stain still remain
    On the chest where the four made a mess yes
    I’m still here in the flesh 21 year old legend I’ma live way after my death
    I sacrifice whateva thats left
    I give ya’ll the last of my breath like..(exhales)
    Write it down take a picture record a copy
    Press pause only way you stop me fucker
    I’ma get mine and make you not me
    Spit wine at ya face if you watch me Bitch!


    And thats the only way we gettin down nigga Cash Money CMB man
    You already know we here neva left fuck ‘em
    See me if you got a problem boy
    Im at home all day man. Its not a game
    Stunna, whats really good wit ‘em we ain’t neva let ‘em take our food away
    Fresh you nasty on this on dawg. Ugh
    This one, this is the Carter Beotch!

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