Paroles de Get Off
Ooh, oohZ-O get off, get off
Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah
Let me get off, get off
Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off
Hey, I came this far, you know I had to get off
Ooh, ooh
Z-O get off, get off
Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah
Let me get off, get off
Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off
Hey, I had no choice you know I had to get off
I said I had to get off, so what you think I'm doing?
Blue faces, buying gold, always been a Bruin
Except for when they losing, then I gotta keep it moving
People asking what I'm doing, money convos keep it fluent
Claiming you hard but you cracking up
I'm with your girl when she back it up
Pass me the sticks and I'm acting up, knocking it out and she ti-ti-ti-tapping up
Do it for fans and the clapping up
Walking in Gucci, they rack it up
I swear these Benjamin's standing up
I put 'em to sleep when I'm stacking up
Mo' money, got less problems
People looking like, "How about it?" Best believe my piece a stallion
Balling hard with no boundaries
Ooh, ooh
Z-O get off, get off
Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah
Let me get off, get off
Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off
Hey, I came this far, you know I had to get off
Ooh, ooh
Z-O get off, get off
Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah
Let me get off, get off
Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off
Hey, I had no choice you know I had to get off
Sit back, sit back, sit back turn the music up
Straight crack, I spit that, but nah homie, I ain't talking drugs
I ain't on the corner, I ain't selling rock, I ain't selling rock banging with the thugs
I be on the court, yeah I push the rock
Cause balling, balling, balling what I love
Pay attention, listen closely I won't say it twice
Married to the game, I ten-two it like that thang my wife
I put in early mornings, yeah, and I'm grinding late night
Shooting 2s and 3s, but nah homie, I ain't talking dice
Working on my game, I tune it up just like a bike
But you can catch me in the G, and you know it's all-white
On the court I'm making plays, and in the booth I'm making slappers
I always kept it real, I ain't never been no actor
Ooh, ooh
Z-O get off, get off
Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah
Let me get off, get off
Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off
Hey, I came this far, you know I had to get off
Ooh, ooh
Z-O get off, get off
Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah
Let me get off, get off
Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off
Hey, I had no choice you know I had to get off
Z-O get off, get off
Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah
Let me get off, get off
Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off
Hey, I had no choice you know I had to get off
I said I had to get off, so what you think I'm doing?
Blue faces, buying gold, always been a Bruin
Except for when they losing, then I gotta keep it moving
People asking what I'm doing, money convos keep it fluent
Claiming you hard but you cracking up
I'm with your girl when she back it up
Pass me the sticks and I'm acting up, knocking it out and she ti-ti-ti-tapping up
Do it for fans and the clapping up
Walking in Gucci, they rack it up
I swear these Benjamin's standing up
I put 'em to sleep when I'm stacking up
Mo' money, got less problems
People looking like, "How about it?" Best believe my piece a stallion
Balling hard with no boundaries
Ooh, ooh
Z-O get off, get off
Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah
Let me get off, get off
Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off
Hey, I came this far, you know I had to get off
Ooh, ooh
Z-O get off, get off
Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah
Let me get off, get off
Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off
Hey, I had no choice you know I had to get off
Sit back, sit back, sit back turn the music up
Straight crack, I spit that, but nah homie, I ain't talking drugs
I ain't on the corner, I ain't selling rock, I ain't selling rock banging with the thugs
I be on the court, yeah I push the rock
Cause balling, balling, balling what I love
Pay attention, listen closely I won't say it twice
Married to the game, I ten-two it like that thang my wife
I put in early mornings, yeah, and I'm grinding late night
Shooting 2s and 3s, but nah homie, I ain't talking dice
Working on my game, I tune it up just like a bike
But you can catch me in the G, and you know it's all-white
On the court I'm making plays, and in the booth I'm making slappers
I always kept it real, I ain't never been no actor
Ooh, ooh
Z-O get off, get off
Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah
Let me get off, get off
Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off
Hey, I came this far, you know I had to get off
Ooh, ooh
Z-O get off, get off
Hey, woah, yeah, hey, woah
Let me get off, get off
Hey, diamonds on my neck and wrist, they get off
Hey, I had no choice you know I had to get off
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