Fabolous - Get Right Lyrics

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[verse 1]

Yo y'all gon' hear this in the nightclubs for a year

When the song go on throw on ya tight mugs or ya stares

It's like bugs up in here

Like thugs up in here

Throw ya fingas up like you gon' snipe slugs in the air

Haters - might have a slight grudge when I'm there

See the strobes on my wrist light bubbles in my ear

Ladies pass through I might rub on her rear

Pop cris' in her face make her wipe suds from her hair

Even dykes tug on my gear the way I like strut up in here

Don't get the nike's smudged that I wear

Drinks be flingin minks be swingin

The way the pinky-ringin link be blingin you think we slingin?

I wanna see the roof of your coupe sittin behind ya

18 inches and up no sittin on minors

After tha club hittin a diner spittin the lines

And end up in a hotel gettin vagina

[chorus]

Ladies- rub ya tits if ya gettin right (hey)

Niggas- grab ya dicks if ya gettin right (ho)

Don't be thinkin bout that nigga that you wit tonite

Don't be thinkin bout that chick that you wit tonite

Ladies- rub ya tits if ya gettin right (hey)

Niggas- grab ya dicks if ya gettin right (ho)

If gettin right is the only thing you wit tonite

Ladies (hey)

Niggas (ho)

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[verse 2]

Ma it's hard to stop and not admit it

You like the way the drop I got is kitted

Cops can't spot who is it

You wanna stop and jot ya digits

Must be how I hop on yatchs and visit tropic spots I did it

The top the watch is glitted

Make niggas wanna bop they knots stop and plot to get it

Like I won't pop a shot in fitteds

I got the type of machine guns that cops and swats prohibit

I wanna drop but not to hit it stop we not committed

Think we hittin shoppin spots forget it

Move ya neck rock from side to side

Neva get checked me and my glock side and side

This in ya deck let it knock inside ya ride

We in the 'jects of the blocks in the widest five

Spendin a grands nutin for 'lous (lis)

You ain't got on a badge playa so why you handcuffin the chicks?

[chorus]

[verse 3]

Yall hardly see I be 'round

But when I do I be I be down in a vip lounge

I get in the club I don't need I'd now

Bulky knit can't even see my 3-pound

Yall know how that kid from b-stuy be down

Yall see my c-pound y'all see y'all be drowned

Skee-o gotta re-ply she down which sheet I meet down

I know she gettin right- hey

Ladies tug me when I strut

So this thug be in the cut takin bubbly to the gut

Rays beamin y'all think I be day-dreamin

But I stay schemin like "shortie could get it"

Next screenin they see all this ice and grey gleamin

They like "damn shortie could get it"

And I may be crazy

But I see some ladies tonite that should be drinkin my baby's baby

[chorus]

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