Git It

Ying Yang Twins

Yeah! 
Collipark in the house! 
We got Bun B, Ying Yang Twins 
Collipark drop them beats that'll rock your world (that's right) 
We got Bun B and Ying Yang in this thang so 
Git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git it girl 

Git it, git it (git it girl) 
Git it, git it, git it girl 
Git it, git it (git it girl) 
Git it, git it, git it girl 
Git, git, git, git, git, git, git it girl 
Git, git, git, git, git, git, git it girl 
Git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git, git 
(Show them hoes whatchu workin wit) 

Baby gotta eat, you betta get right 
Magic City Monday, that's the crunk night 
The Petrone get a nigga gut shiverin' 
Sight for sore eyes, these hoes be deliverin' 
Pussy poppin and shakin', brangin' home the bacon 
These hoes is for the takin', no clothes that mean they naked 
What the hell you waitin' on, your ass betta git it 
There's girls in the clubs, ya betta come on wit it 
Drop it, pop it, shake it, roll it, whoa 
Bitch got a nigga dick sittin on swoll 
Losin control off the liquor 
Damn I like the way she put that thang on a nigga 
She playin with my mind, see the bitch is fine 
I can't make her mine, but I can drop her down 
You want her to dance, this yo chance 
Naked in the club with his prince showin in his pants 

Damn, look at that face, look at those eyes 
Look at them hips, look at them thighs 
Got that Apple Bottom, Baby Phat top 
Baby girl, you a bad mutha- (boy stop) 
Girl, I ain't trippin' and I ain't hatin' 
But I been watchin and I been waitin' 
Like the way that you shake that thang 
Lookin like you finna break that thang 
You need to let me take that thang with me back to the pad 
Cuz when I put it on ya, betcha won't be mad 
You know I go hard and I go deep 
And it's all night long, we don't need no sleep 
I'll have ya doin thangs that your last man couldn't 
Lick the lollipop while I play with the puddin' 
Yeah, you said you wouldn't 
I knew you would 
Don't be scared, it's all good 
Go on, git it 

Drop it down low, hoe shake that shit 
Lift up for a nigga, get loose wit it bitch 
Go down, if ya really want some 
Get ya ass on the floor and get crunk 
Money comes and goes, so its best ya get ya ass on the floor 
Start poppin that pussy, then gettin it low 
I got 10, 20, 30, 40, 50 dolla bills 
So yo ass can get crunk, show me all yo skills 
Keep it real, even though I know you a lady 
You still in the booty club, naked, shakin 
Hoe back seat door, show me whatcha got 
Janga, janga, janga, janga, janga, janga, for a hot bill 
Bitch get crunk, let me see ya hit a split 
Bounce ya ass up and down like ya ridin on a dick 
I came to the club to put some money in ya world 
So git it, git it, git it, git it, git it, git it girl 

Git it girl 
Git it girl 
Git it Git it Git it girl 
Git it Git it Git it girl 
Git it Git it Git it girl 
Git it Git it 
Show them hoes whatchu workin wit