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- T.I. - Get Ya Shit Together Lyrics
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- [Intro - T.I. talking]
- As you see the O.G.s from Grand Hustle done laid it down again
- T.I.P. shawty
- Hey yo, this for all my homegirls like to see a baller do his thing
- Get ya shit together come on
- All the eight, nines, and dimes
- I'd like to welcome y'all to the best time of ya life
- Ya understand that
- All the stones is real
- And it's all chrome on the wheels, ya know
- Anything less is uncivilized
- [Verse 1 - T.I.]
- Pull up to the club, lift both doors up
- Hopped out clean and yo ho chose us
- Walked in the door, make the show hold up
- Cause my neck and my bracelet is so froze up
- The kind of stones bitches wanna see close up
- So we don't appraoch them, they come and appraoch us
- Roll the dro up then go post up
- Look down with the west fixin' go sho' nuff
- In the V.I.P. and all eyes on us
- Hoes chill, poppin' pills blowin' dro no dust
- What cha say, got a man so what
- I don't know him baby and he don't know her
- I got a new Phantom and my own chauffeur
- Ya think ya fixin' be thinkin' bout him, no sir
- Probably prefer to tel ya man good night
- Unless you don't wanna know what the good life look like
- [Hook - Lil' Kim, T.I.]
- [Lil' Kim]
- If you ain't gettin' money good night
- I know what a broke nigga look like
- When ya ridin' in ya wheels get ya shit together
- Boy them diamonds ain't real, get ya shit together
- [T.I.]
- Now we can ball seven days, six nights
- If tht head and that pussy hit right
- Hey, match ya panties with ya bras get ya shit together
- Go get ya hair and nails done get ya shit together
- [Verse 2 - T.I.]
- Hey, I'm off the scene with Louis the thirteenth
- Chains swings to my jeans, and my T-shirt clean
- In case you been researching, I'm the King
- With a style as mean as the Earth seem
- Chest on ice, and my wrist on gleam
- 30 karats in the ring, money ain't no thing
- You think I'm playin' but I ain't joking
- The dro king, if it ain't purple, I ain't smoking
- Rubberband bank rolls, fifty thousand dollar cheddar knots
- Try to shine, is you out your mind, boy you better not
- I walk around with more money than you ever got
- Shrewd attitude like I never had to sell a rock
- Shawty I can get you in whatever spot
- Backstage, front row, what I got to front for
- I'm getting bored, don't even know what I stunt for
- Got a lot of rides, what it hurt to cop one more
- [Hook - Lil' Kim, T.I.]
- [Verse 3 - T.I.]
- To all my hot girls, if you wanna come chill
- Or roll on chrome wheels, let me tell you what it is
- We fixin' throw a little party at the crib
- Where the floors tricked out and the rooms like ill
- The basement's cool, but the pools unreal
- Where that millionaire lives, shit remains concealled
- So pop a pill, put on your blindfold
- I'm hitting the dance floor, and grab eighty-nine more
- Let em' know we on the way where they been trying to go
- I knew I had em' when they asked me "What kind of diamonds are those"
- Headed to the spot pouring double shots of XO
- Play the "Love Below" ane watch'em undress slow
- Flicks on the flat screen, make em' want to "Get Low"
- And spit shine this dick of mine until it gets swole
- When they kick it with the king, they don't wanna let go
- So whatcha gonna tell a nigga, when he tell ya "Let's Go"
- [Hook x2 - Lil' Kim, T.I.]
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