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twista – getty up lyrics

(feat. erika kane)

[erika kane]
ugh
can ya get it up
ugh

[chorus]
getty up getty up
put the d-ck to the sky
put the d-ck to the sky
cant get enough, ah
wanna glide that a b-tch get a ride
n-gg- can ya get it up
get it up
put the d-ck to the sky
put the d-ck to the sky
cant get enough, ah
wanna glide that a b-tch get a ride
n-gg- can ya get it up

cuz i aint have no d-ck today
wanna play then a b-tch can just m-st-rb-t-
hope ya got some more control since our last date
just tell me kissing the d-ck you made a big mistake
and you can to quick
i’m like what the f-ck is this
some cancer d-ck
what it been through f-cking with you with a cash trick
enough to make a b-tch stay
if you could last a b-tch
you might make a b-tch pay with your trashy d-ck
on the stroll around the way
every hoodrat got the same thing to say
can ya get it up
i wanna know before i lay
need the d-ck to stay hard all god dam day
what the hay
i bust up and cuff the n-gg-
got em sprung work em bend up the n-gg-
the d-ck to sensitive for me to suck ya n-gg-
and if ya keep tricking i might f-ck ya n-gg-
just dont be no two minute man
i f-ck around and get at too many hands
see i’m type of b-tch that make too many grand
thats thirty g’s 24/7 man
now i got bucked in a caravan
now my p-ssy’s so wet i wanna come again
dam n-gg- can ya get it up again
cuz i need enough d-ck for me and a friend

[chorus]

ugh, so ya say you got hair of gold
where ya might be what a b-tch looking for
i like the d-ck to make me holla and put up a fuss
and if you eat the p-ssy right n-gg- thats a plus
i like it rough
a bomb just drop that dust
treat a b-tch like a queen and have me living plus
it aint asking for much
just get the land and crush
the diamonds buffed
and i smoke no huff
i puff dro
keep my sh-t on the low
and f-ck that b-tch on the low
cuz if hoe cant deal when we f-cking a n-gg-
on the real i like his d-ck cuz its locker and bigger
a b-tch come back to reality
you cant be mad at me
cuz your n-gg- a hoe
b-tch thats a travisty
its sad to see that she gone in the head while i’m
f-cking this n-gg- busting nuts in your bed
i work on emotions, just d-ld-s and lotions, exstasy pills and love potions
wetter than the ocean
strap on your trojan cuz a nasty n-gg- leave the p-ssy swollen
girl you should of told em
you need a n-gg- that hit it to make ya wanna back that -ss up
down to the last nut
i gotta ride the d-ck, slip slide the d-ck, until we get it back up
now n-gg-

[chorus]

now all the n-gg-s wanna know about the slick lick
and all the b-tches wanna know how she get a grip
play the game so raw
who that cold b-tch
got blocks of ice like the north pole b-tch
my tricks gotta hustle and flip them bricks
to keep me satisfied
and the finest sh-t, that designer sh-t, that the kinda sh-t, that like to
crime sh-t,
just gimmie the d-ck
and gimmie a ride out
cuz the d-ck tired out
plus the blunt fired out
i pop in the jacuzzi cuz its ladies night out
and im bout to hit the club and turn that b-tch out
by a n-gg- who could never back out
show me what the d-ck about
have me telling my girls how he ate me out, take me out, cake me out
n-gg-s wanna get a tat then stake me out
lock me down
im like break me out all on my voice mail
(b-tch why you fake me out)
cuz i dont give a f-ck n-gg-
dont love n-gg-s play the game while these b-tches are scrub n-gg-s
smoking on a dub with another n-gg-
riding em right now so getty up n-gg-
yee hah
watch a b-tch get bucked ima f-ck just as long as you could get it up n-gg-
now let me see you

[chorus]

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