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vince & the valholla empire - get it started lyrics

[intro: listentosin]
[sin-sin-sin] (echo)
yea, yea, yea

[verse 1: listentosin]
so who the f-ck gon’ get it started (sin!)
i am not no alcoholic (wooooh!)
i just get drunk ‘til the morning, b-tch
don’t be the one i be calling, b-tch!
double up on my whiskey ‘til i’m sick
she just wanna f-ck me cause i’m lit
she just wanna f-ck me cause i’m sin
all black timbs real low on the brim, b-tch!
roll it, roll it, roll it, roll it up
you see d.r. flags and you know it’s us
you see all the hoes and you know it’s us
i can’t be low cause i’m going up
i’m so cold these n-gg-s ain’t sh-t to me
y’all gon’ fold, these lines have symmetry
i wanted to prove how i was the best lyrically
now i’m ‘bout to prove how i’m the best literally

b-tch, i don’t even see n-body no more

[chorus: listentosin]
now who the f-ck gon’ get it started
i am not no alcoholic
i just get drunk ‘til the morning (b-tch)
so who the f-ck gon get it started
sin – i am not no alcoholic
i just get drunk ‘til the morning (b-tch)

[verse 2: rob markman]
so who the f-ck gonna get it poppin’
they actin like i had an option
we here for the money
the greed and the glutton tell sin we have in something common
oh yeah i hear all ya dogs talkin
son of sam, understand all the barking
i try to ignore em, they call me a marksman
these verses is murder be cautious
gotta watch what i say this is odee
got b-tches tryna dig up old tweets
tryna find flaws in the old me
they wanna take me back to like ’03
in that one bedroom with no heat
stuck in the mailroom with cold feet
back when i couldn’t get no beats
now look at me, i’m the sh-t lowkey

told y’all to stop f-ckin’ sleepin’
like i can’t rap, stupid

[verse 3: fatboy shaw]
so who the f-ck really an artist?
can’t talk i just spit b-tch it’s like i’m r-t-rded
done this forever it’s like i just started
we looking for brains and your b-tch is the smartest
what we gon call this? whatever we see fit
like i just stepped in it how i still don’t see sh-t
she eat my kids like i won’t ever be sh-t
fb and the fb for love me a freak b-tch
an ain’t sh-t for free b-tch
don’t try n charge me b-tch
leave wit some p-ssy
come back wit a fee b-tch
talking that street sh-t
you have no idea
ain’t dead or in jail you don’t fit the criteria
be original then
that’s original sin
last time i checked still too big to fit in
fatboy and sin
that’s my bro like we kin
you b-tch n-gg-s could cheat but cheaters never win

- vince the valholla empire lyrics

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