Текст песни Sol - Get up in It, слова песни Sol

Текст песни Sol - Get up in It

Sol - Get up in It слова песни

Yeah yeahSoleBitch brigade cominThrow em up throw em up now1 - wanna iy yi yi tonightSee me make a nigga mine mine mine tonightSee ya check ya nigga, why why why tonightMake a nigga dump a hoe for thisRoll with thisGet up in itRepeat 1The shower when the phone rings lookin for meNow that figuresThen the door bell, who could it be? Its my niggasWanna get up in my closet and floss itMake a move never used but Im grabbin and tossinComin too, still new, but Im lookin fo shoesTo rock wit itGet the tightest jeans, gucci the themeLock wit itLittle panties but Im ditchin the braNo back in itGot the tightest strings know what I meanNo slack in itYell for kc, see if she readyLets rideHear my other girls pull in the driveOutsideLast brace, see the angel will lastAll nightCheck the locks, blow this nigga a kiss>from last nightGet my keys and Im droppin the topS kBlowin in the wind, wavin or notParlayWith the range and the six in the rearIts all woman, we stunninNiggas runnin, my bitch brigade cominRepeat 1Repeat 1Roll with nothin but the finest of bitchesIn my crewHavin niggas throw the finest of richesAt my crewHit the club, aint no standin in lineStroll throughHave to shut it down so the brigadeCan roll throughSayin nothin and these niggas is sweatinCome wit itKnow they want the ass, watchin em bettinOn who get itIts a no go, if you no doughFo-get itDont like, you can roll the fuck outOr roll wit itbout 5 of the finest you seenIn yo lifeMake you question why the ho that you witIs yo wifeAt the bar, niggas spillin they drinksOn they slacksComin through, we just stoppin they womenIn they tracksEntourage, lookin like we a pageIn playboyHear me flow sick, knowin thatImma stay, boyIts sole, what Im sayin for usYa pay, boyPocahontas and my indian bitchesDont play, boyRepeat 1Repeat 1Pack it up, now we leavin the clubLets rideScreamin niggas follow closely behindOutsideTime to go, leave em wonderin whyDreams dieThought you come wit me, heard it from who? Damn lieGot to take it home, workin tomorrowLaced trackPuttin it down, me and santa foreverBlazed thatHit the door, and my nigga is waitinIm wit thatPut it on him like a champAnd ya never forget thatRepeat 1 to fade

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Get up in It

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