100 lyrics for "They can get it (They can get it)"

A guy gets drunk with his friends and he might hook up Fast forward through the pain, pushing back when the tears come on It's different for girls It's different for girls when their hearts get broke They They can't tape it back together with a whiskey and
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I got the drink in me goin' back to back They They gon' ask if I can play this shit back to back Oh man, oh man Yeah, I learned the game from William Wesley, you can never check me Back to back for the niggas that didn't get the message Back to back like I'm
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Let me know it's on and I'll bring my friends I can introduce them to all your friends If they they get along, we can all be friends Or I could come alone, just me, you, on our own 'Cause your friend's daddy got a real big house Real big house, real big house
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I keep on running Throw it all away throw it all away I keep on screaming but There's really nothing left to say So get away, just get away I keep on fighting but I can't keep going on this way I can't keep going, Why can't they they let me be?
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Dress me up in stitches It's now or never Tired of wearing black and blue They They crawl along Dying to get my blood on you Blood on you I can be your right of way So we can get out of here I've always been the one
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Everybody, everybody, getcha roll on And now they they wanna get it in on the balcony Getcha roll on, getcha roll on I know you waitin' on me, baby, can you hold on? Just make sure when I get there, you ain't got clothes on 'Cause you gon' ride that dick to a
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Cuz they they are the ones that you fear most All this and you trade it in for nothing The time has finally come you get a mouth full You only act on greed and by your actions this is proof And can't you see the flowers dying all around you Got your hands in
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I won't deny it, I'm a straight ridah You don't wanna fuck with me Got the police bustin' at me But they they can't do nothing to a G My ambitions as a ridah To my ambitions as a ridah Let's get ready to rumble Now you know how we do it like a G What really
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I still get jealous 'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful And everybody wants a taste That’s why (that’s why) I turn my cheer music up And I’m puffing my chest You can call me obsessed It’s not your fault that they they hover I mean no disrespect
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