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Get It Hot (Feat. Lloyd Banks)

I get down, I get down, I get down (yeah, yeah)

I get down, I get down (I like the way that sounds)

I get down, I get down, I get down (yeah, yeah)

I get down, I get downGet it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Get it, get it, get it hotOh, I think she like me, hell yeah, she like me

My watch game crazy, Audemar's so icy

She like it when I stunt, me I'm what she want

I'm in that rich nigga fraternity, we only talk bread

Got money out the asshole, the money on my head

Don't mean nothing, I said don't mean nothing

The Rosé in the Rover, I'm drinking and I'm driving

That nigga try and get at me I'm pulling out and firing

To see if I'm stunting, the piece it ain't nothing

Lawyer fees ain't nothing, I just blow a little something

Now shorty got a thing for me, she feel like I'm the shit

My guess is I'm the kind of nigga she wanna be withHot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Get it, get it, get it hot

(She want me, yeah yeah, she want me)

(She want me, why you think she on me?)

Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Get it, get it, get it hot

(She want me, yeah yeah, she want me)

(She want me, why you think she on me?)I'm a substitute teacher, welcome to Sex Ed

She'll be an A student time she get out my bed

I'm flashy, I'm rolling with the stones

Get at me, I'm moving with the chrome

A made man, a Don Corleone

No matter where I'm at I'm doing what the fuck I want

I'm shining, my wrists all canary

Now try me, I keep a shooter near me

I'm grinding like I ain't made my first mil'

Like I ain't signed a first deal, like I ain't at the first meal

I'm hungry, I really want it all

Now watch me, I'll show you how to ballHot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Get it, get it, get it hot

(She want me, yeah yeah, she want me)

(She want me, why you think she on me?)

Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Get it, get it, get it hot

(She want me, yeah yeah, she want me)

(She want me, why you think she on me?)Life in the fast lane, fast car, fast cash

Freak bitch, fast ass

I'm where the money at, mane, fast on the draw

Fast running from the law

She like the bad boys, the bad boys, the bad boys

She like the bad boys, the bad boys, the bad boysGet it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Get it, get it, get it hot

(She want me, yeah yeah, she want me)

(She want me, why you think she on me?)

Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot

Get it, get it, get it hot

(She want me, yeah yeah, she want me)

(She want me, why you think she on me?)Get it, get it, get it

Get it, get it, get it

Get it, get it, get it

Songwriters

CURTIS JAMES JACKSON, MICKEY R. DAVISPublished by

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