T.I. - Get It Lyrics

[Swizz Beats]
The King's back.....wooo!

[T.I. chorus]
I got that get it, get it
I got that get it what you need
From soft parts to trees you can get it what you need
Get it, get it
I got that get it when you need
From dope boyz and bitches who love dat rd

[Chorus 2](2x)
Come and get it aye, cuz I got it bitch,
Come and get you know I got it bitch

[Verse 1]
I got my broads if u want em,
On the C.O.D please 5 g?s,
I don?t front it but I got good numbers,
Tote 2 thunder, sat that lumber,
Got that guacamole holy moly you don?t know me,
See me clean as I wanna be, but these niggas wanna be,
Shots so bright I can?t see niggas standing right in front of me,
These niggas don?t want none of me, this rapping shit is fun to me,
What I look like beefing wit you nigga you a son to me,
Move weight out to Georgia, get it cross the water,
Drive that shit to New York coming all the way from Florida,
Dope boy trap nigga that?s what they call em,
Summer time balla, when I buy the mall up,

[Chorus 1 + 2]

[Verse 2]
Mighta seen me getting gas at the Citgo, in the 66 low,
Riding right beside a 45 and what its hitting fo,
Shawty aint bullshitin folk, he?ll be out here hitting folks,
Stick around and try to tell polices what he did it fo,
Aint nuttin he aint did before, other niggas getting so ,
Blurred wit the pussy and bet some even getting so,
Long game funny, he got that long money,
Naw money, you niggas barely got hit the mall money,
I?m the perfect example of how to hit the ground running,
From the trap to busting up out the underground stunting,
So you still see me down at the underground stunting,
Ima Westside BANKEHEAD, nigga it aint nothing,

[Chorus 1 + 2]

[Verse 3]
I was raised off Easy, ?Cube, Ice T, 8Ball, MJG, ?Face, Pimp C,
Ima G best believe me, try me when you see me,
And niggas start busting like they start busting pushups
Push a button shot calling, ye niggas not balling,
Just doing a lotta loud mouthing and hot dogging,
I got the shit locked from Atlanta to New Orleans,
Virginia, Mississippi, Kentucky, I run all in,
You niggas better fall back, fo grab a ball bat,
Take it to ya skull, dats gone be the end of all dat,
Insist on having problems, bet dis revolver will solve dat,
Hit em in the temple then I leave em where they fall at,

[Chorus 1 + 2]
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