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Letra : GOMD

Get you a job, get you some money
Get you some style, get you some hunnids
Get you some b*t*hes, I know you need 'em
Get you some top, get you some numbers
I do not see 'em, get what you want
Get off my, (ahh) mhh, get off my d**k
Mhh, get off my, mhm, (ahh) mhhm

Get off my d**k, get off my sh*t
I know you mad, I know you sick
I'm in my bag, I'm in your b*t*h
I'm in their lips, they won't shut up
I didn't tell them that I gave a f**k
But they insist, get off my d**k

Get you some paper, get you some ice
Get you some clothes, get my d**k out of your mouth 'fore you choke
Talk all that sh*t, but then you never show
That's getting old out here
I'm all on my own out here
It's getting cold out here
They do the most out here

Get off my d**k, get off my sh*t
I know you mad, I know you sick
I'm in my bag, I'm in your b*t*h
I'm in their lips, they won't shut up
I didn't tell them that I gave a f**k
But they insist, get off my d**k
Get off my d**k, get off my sh*t
I know you mad, I know you sick
I'm in my bag, I'm in your b*t*h
I'm in their lips, they won't shut up
I didn't tell them that I gave a f**k
But they insist, get off my d**k