Get Down On It Lyrics

I'm just a real street nigga

Trap nigga sack getter

Just a real bitch pleaser

Mind stay on racks nigga

They mad cuz my stacks bigger

Won't go like the last nigga

Gone blow imma blast nigga

Told her go low fast nigga

I told her get down on it

Get down on it

I make her get down on it

Get down (Aye Aye Aye!)

Get down on it

Get down on it

I make her get down on it

Get down (Go Go!)

I got her loose off margarita

Wanna chew me that's my eater

Gobble gobble I don't freak her

Now I'm gone it was nice to meet ya

She say she loving my demeanor

Drive the scat like it's a cheetah

Sweeping blocks like I'm cleaner

Bullets hot like jalapeño

Either getting money

Cruising inna droptop

Or on demon time

Hopping out onna opp block

Told her please don't frown

That's a no-no up on my watch

She suck it slow & fast

Got a grown bitch she a snot thot

Gave her wet ass & a smile cuz I don't play

& that's the only thing that I bought

(That's the only thing that I bought!)

Gotta keep it low got a man & he don't play

About paying her lil bills off

(Naw she can't get her lil ass caught!)

(Naw naw naw!)

A lot of niggas don't like me

I promise that they bitches do

Mortal kombat the pussy baby

Let me finish you

I told her please don't invite me

Unless she bring a friend or two

Slow down all them questions bitch

This ain't no damn interview

Damn I'm feeling rude

Lemme change the mood

Drop this X up in this liquor

Watch me shake the room

Let me hit it from behind

Baby I love the view

When you suck look in my eyes

Make me comfortable