Gon' get it, get it get it, get it get it, Cause we trading places 'Cause we trading places I'm always on the top tonight I'm on the bottom When I cant take no more, tell me you ain't stopping Now put it on me baby till I say Oooo weee

Get down little mama, get down little mama Bang-bang-bang, skeet-skeet-skeet Would you do it for me? (Would you do it for me?) Make it swang, like a chain Then let me (clap somethin') Get down little mama If you gon' do it for him, better do it for me

And now that I'm without your kisses I'll be needing stitches Needle and the thread You watch me bleed until I can't breathe I'm tripping over myself Gotta get you out of my head Gonna wind up dead Got a feeling that I'm going under But I know that I'll

'Cause it ain't easy No, it ain't easy It ain't easy I walk a hard line, winding road Don't really know where it's gonna go Seems like trouble's my best friend Soon as I get out, I'm back in again It's a wonder, I ain't all alone

Well, it gettin' Late on into the evenin' and I feel like, like blowin' my home When I woke up this mornin' all I had, I had was gone Late on into the evenin', child, I feel like, like blowin' my home Well now, woke up this mornin', all I had was gone

I've been wanting to coupe ain't no clarity in my whips That Rollie bezzel dazzle, the clarity on my wrist That .40 get to dancin', I carry it on my hip I ain't gon' feel no pressure, don't care how these niggas feel I ain't gon' keep stressin' on

Bitch I'm rich as fuck, bitch I'm rich as fuck I get 10 Brazilians like I'm Dan Bilzerian I'mma get some sauce, I'mma get some sauce Them hoes can sick a duck, bitches sick a duck They gon' talk about me, they gon' talk about me They can't walk around

Can you get used to that? Girl you can, trust me Take you on shopping sprees Release all of your stress when you're with me Girl you're my mission Body on the counter, legs in the wind If I get in the shower, you gon' get in We came to bed for hours,

I'm goin' get up in the mornin', I believe I'll dust my broom Girlfriend, the black man you been lovin', girlfriend, can get my room I'm gon' write a letter, telephone every town I know I don't want no woman, wants every downtown man she meet I believe,

Nigga why you actin' like a ho? Know that I'ma ride for ya, either way it go Damn my nigga why you actin' like a bitch If you scared to take a chance, how the fuck we gon' get rich? Come here baby why you always insecure? Hold on tight to a nigga and be