Monday, September 24, 2012

Get Some (lyrics)

Beat by Julian Fairbanks
Full Song
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Ooooh, I think I 'bout to get me some.
Go ahead.
Ooooh, I think I 'bout to get me some.
Go ahead.
Yeeaahh.
Ooooh, I think I 'bout to get me some.
Go ahead.

I got a few chickens, tryin' to get in here.
Smellin' so good, all you know that they all tender.
They crossed the road, so the goal is to enter.
Prof got his arms wide open, get in here.

I let 'em know [chicka chicka]
Get in here.
I let 'em know [chicka chicka]
Get in here.

Now they wanna fuck the calf before he's a cash cow.
The fast route, girls passed out with they ass out.
Eggs's gettin' stiff,
Pull my mac out.
I max out, time to get me some, playa.

Woooooo, I think I 'bout to get me some.
Go ahead.
Oooooooh, I think I 'bout to get me some.
Go ahead.
Yeeaahh.
Ooooooo, I think I 'bout to get me some.
Go ahead.

If I can see it, then it's mine.
If I can kill it, then it's mine.
Now player, gotta shine.
I'm in the Grand Prix, actin' like a banshee.
Mobbin with the crew,
Hold up, there ya go.

I let 'em know, [chicka chicka]
Get in here.
I let 'em  know, [chicka chicka]
Get in here.
I let 'em  know. [chicka chicka]
Get in here.
I let 'em  know. [chicka chicka]
Get in here.

Oooooooh, I think I 'bout to get me some.
Go ahead.
Oooooooh, I think I 'bout to get me some.
Go ahead.
Yeeaahh.

Kaiser gotta eat.
Kaiser gotta ball.
Kaiser gotta fuck everything in the mall.
Kaiser gotta drink.
Kaiser gotta buck.
Kaiser gotta get that head in the truck.
Put on your velcro shoes, dawg, this 'bout to get retarded.
All eyes on me kinda like you knew I farted.
Done being surrounded by some golden plump chicken.
Buckled up, buttercup, this is just beginnin'.

I'm bigger than what?
[Eh] Say it.
[Eh] Say it.
[Eh]
I'm bigger than what?
[Eh] Say it.
[Eh] Say it.
[Heh]

I get that. (repeating)
Oooooooh, I think I 'bout to get me some.
Go ahead.
Oooooooh, I think I 'bout to get me some.
Go ahead.
Yeeaahh.
Ya la la lalalalala.

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