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allstar jr - got it in early lyrics

[intro: allstar jr & cash money]
(lil ron on the track, boy)
got digi’ scales for it, got triple beams for it
got acetyl for it, we got machines for it
just hit a line, n+gga, you know what i need for it
get some ideas, n+gga, you gon’ be deceased for it
get some ideas, n+gga, you gon’ be deceased for it
get some ideas, n+gga—
i woke up early in the morning, ’bout to wake and bake
i f+ck with straight drop, custos say this drop—
get a bag boyz

[verse 1: cash money]
i woke up early in the morning, ’bout to wake and bake (loud)
i f+ck with straight drop, custos say this drop straight (n+gga)
blowin’ broccoli, prps full of chicken (bands)
hit you with that mac for some cheese, that’s a dinner (my mans)
i know you n+ggas hungry, try to eat if you want to (try it)
these hollows for your appetite, i’m givin’ out soul food (you dyin’)
n+gga, i done hustled crack, white, and sold food
she wounded you a loser, you sure had that ho fooled (purpin’+ass n+gga)
peep how the ‘bows move, it’s cali buds only (loud)
this cookie that i chief hit me harder than james toney (loud)
blew sixty+four o’s on this motherf+ckin’ rollie (go, go)
do the math, n+gga, i speak trap english only (c’mon)
girl you supposed to eat shrimp, not fall love with ’em (hah)
i’m referring to your n+gga, i’m a shark, it’s a difference (hah)
that ‘caine and that soda merge together like collision (whip that work)
try to rob me for my ice and get put on ice, n+gga (you gon’ get that work)
[chorus: allstar jr]
i got it in early, i’m finna pump this sh+t
i can sell it by myself or i can front this sh+t
buy a hundred grams and triple up, i love this sh+t
f+ck hittin’ it, n+gga, i’m finna stomp this brick
got digi’ scales for it, got triple beams for it
got acetyl for it, we got machines for it
just hit a line, n+gga, you know what i need for it
get some ideas, n+gga, you gon’ be deceased for it, b+tch

[verse 2: allstar lee]
presidential suite with your b+tch in there (of course)
i let her have it for an hour, you a minute man (lil’ n+gga)
the plug don’t pick up, you broke, you a middleman
in less than thirty minutes, i can show you how to get a bag (boom)
left hand doin’ circles when i whip the yams (you see it)
might upload a twenty ball for the insta’ hams
hit it twice, then lock it up when i get the grams
me and chill gettin’ rid of weight, that’s a fitness plan (ballys)
black balmain suit like a business man (uh+huh)
cookie loud, i ain’t hearin’ what these n+ggas sayin’ (what?)
me and duke was stuffin’ larry ‘bows in the rental van (we did it)
clientele waitin’ on us, i’ma hit ’em when i land
n+gga, you ain’t never balled, you just talk about it (at all)
i can tell you ’bout the dog, i know all about it (i ball)
blue face and orange fifties from me off of ounces
big money, keep your b+tch wetter than a water fountain
[chorus: allstar jr]
i got it in early, i’m finna pump this sh+t
i can sell it by myself or i can front this sh+t
buy a hundred grams and triple up, i love this sh+t
f+ck hittin’ it, n+gga, i’m finna stomp this brick
got digi’ scales for it, got triple beams for it
got acetyl for it, we got machines for it
just hit a line, n+gga, you know what i need for it
get some ideas, n+gga, you gon’ be deceased for it, b+tch

[verse 3: allstar jr]
get it, pack it up, get it out of here in no time (woo)
f+ck the slow grind, get that bag and it’s show time (voila)
boss sh+t, tryna flip the slums to a gold mine (we gon’ get it up)
back when i was broke, i been a boss, b+tch, the whole time (i been the motherf+ckin’ man)
when you gettin’ money, swear these n+ggas sleep talkin’ (they crazy)
runnin’ through this white, now my pockets havin’ a green party (big bands)
show up with some bands, n+gga, get these bigs off me
or these p’s off me, stop my verse, bro, a fiend callin’
h+llo? call lee phone, i’m rappin’
i called lee, he said call you, he said he stackin’ (man, you irritatin’ as h+ll, d+mn)
call cash phone, he said call you, he’s mackin’
man, f+ck, give me a minute, i’ll be there in a second (here i come, dog)
in the kitchen, quarter unzipping, time to toss bigs (i’m in this b+tch sweatin’)
then hit the hood, let it spread, i’m exhausted
lo a nutcase, quick to get a n+gga chalked in (b+tch)
big bank take lil’ bank, you done lost, b+tch (get a package)
[outro]
(let’s get a bag)

- allstar jr lyrics

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