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vin jay - get down lyrics

intro:
ypg in the building, we back, this the come up man and
sh-t if you ain’t with us on the come up…..

motherf-cker get down
coming for the crown
clip full of rhymes
boy, you hear that gun sound
motherf-cker get down
tell them b-tches we got next
wanna f-ck around be my guest

verse 1:
make it drop like it was heavy
b-mping pac up in this chevy
i been watching while they droppin
from the top like its confetti
still i been plotting while they jocking
now we be popping, sh-t that’s deadly
we about to launch a f-cking missile
come with the rocket like ‘’i’m ready.’’

coming up from the bleachers
to pummel underachievers
i ain’t talkin jump rope
when i’m double dutching the cheeba
buckled up in the beamer
to come f-ck with you divas
yellin’ father please forgive me while
sucker punching the preacher

was never the one to make a subtle impression
my f-cking tongue is a weapon
my teeth are tuckin the wesson
see what you’ve done in the session
that sh-t was nothing impressive
that’s why they stock up on the features
like a fungal infection
but look…

i bet him, i k!ll him until i be coppin the plaque
that’s why i’m popping the mac
at rock bottom of rap
they top dog till the f-cking rottweiler attack
you feel the pop in your back
you got a problem
motherf-cker get down

chorus:
coming for the crown
clip full of rhymes
boy, you hear that gun sound
motherf-cker get down
tell them b-tches we got next
wanna f-ck around be my guest
motherf-cker get down
(x2)

verse 2:
sh-t, i give a f-ck if you have been offended
these rappers acting like some b-tches
got confusing genetics
the dude is a menace
who never leaves the booth it’s a fetish
abusing phonetics while
swallowin’ hallucinogenics
i’ve been on the pro level
i spit and corrode metal
been the rap chef cooking up until the dough settles
something that is so special
f-ck with the flow devil
groupies hanging on my neck
i rock them like some gold medals

yeah so come on and gather around this c-cky pr-ck
who’s only goal is to p-ss you off, i bet i probably did
on that karate sh-t
that’s f-cking up your body limbs
that pump raps
and make them jump back
like a shotty kick
the flow we spit is a dope addiction
with no remission
they know the vision
methodical like the like a slow incision
and labels tripping they know that i be they golden ticket
i told them b-tches to suck a d-ck
motherf-cker get down

chorus:
coming for the crown
clip full of rhymes
boy, you hear that gun sound
motherf-cker get down
tell them b-tches we go next
wanna f-ck around be my guest
motherf-cker get down
(x2)

outro:
youngest prophet gang’s back up in it. you can’t stop the movement. still independent, still f-ckin the game up. ypg! let’s get it

- vin jay lyrics

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