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Get Right

This song is by Fabolous and appears on the album Ghetto Fabolous (2001).

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

Ladies- Rub ya tits if ya gettin' right (Hey)
Niggas- slap ya dicks if ya gettin' right (Ho)
Don't be thinkin' bout that nigga that you wit tonight
Don't be thinkin' bout that chick that you wit tonight
Ladies- Rub ya tits if ya gettin' right (Hey)
Niggas-Slap ya dicks if ya gettin' right (Ho)
If gettin' right is the only thing you wit tonight
Ladies (Hey)
Niggas (Ho)

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?

Y'all 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 ID now
Bulky knit, can't even see my 3-pound
Y'all know how that kid from B-Stuy be down
Y'all 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 tonight that should be drinkin' my baby's baby

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