Testo Get Back!!
Testo Get Back!!
[Intro]
Heads Up! Heads Up! Here's another one.. and a.. and a.. another one. Ludacris
[Chorus]
(Yeek-Yeek Woop-Woop) Why you all in my ear? Talkin' a whole bunch a shit that I ain't tryin to hear. Get
Get Back! Motherfucker You don't know me like that.
Get back! Motherfucker You don't know me like that! Back
(Yeek-Yeek Woop-Woop) I ain't playin' around.. Make one false move, I'll take you down.
Get back! Motherfucker You don't know me like that.
Get back! Motherfucker You don't know me like that!
[Verse 1]
So, so, come on, come on. DON'T get swung on, swung on. It's the knick-knack-patty-whack still riding cadillacs. Family Lyrics
off the streets, made my homies put the baggies back. (Whoo!) Still snaggin' plaques (yep), still action-packed (yep), and
dope.. I keep it flippin' like acrobats. That's why I pack a mack, that'll crack a back, cause on my waist, there's more
heat than the shaq-attack! But I ain't speakin' about ballin', jus' thinkin' about brawlin' 'til y'all start fallin'. We all in together now, birds of a feather now, jus' bought a plane so we changin' the weather now. So put your brakes on, Alle
cats put your capes on, and knock off your block, get dropped, and have your face blown. Cause I'll prove it, scratch off Ludacris
the music, like hey little stupid, don't make me looose it! Get
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
I came (I came), I saw (I saw), I hit him right dead in the jaw (in the jaw). [x4] Back
See I caught him with a right hook, caught him with a jab, caught him with an upper cut, kicked him in his ass. Sent him on his way cause I ain't for that talk, and no trips to the county.. I ain't for that walk! We split like 2 pins at the
end of a lane, we'll knock out your spotlight and put end to your fame. Put a DTP pendant at the end of yo' chain, and put
the booty of a swish at the end of a flaamme. Lyric
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Hey, you want WHAT with me?!
I'm gonna tell you one time, Liedertexte
don't FUCK with me!
Get down!
Cause I ain't got nothin' to lose, Liedertext
and I'm havin a bad day,
don't make me take it out on you! Alle
[x2]
Maann, cause I don't wanna do that. I wanna have a good time and enjoy my Jack.. sit back and watch the women get drunk Ludacris
as hell, so I can wake up in the morning with a story to tell. I know it's been a little while since I've been out the Get
house, but now I'm here.. you wanna stand around runnin' yo' mouth? I can't hear nothing you sayin' or spittin', so what's Back
up? Don't you see we in the club?, man shut the fuck up! Songtexte
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Ah! We in the red light district!
Ah! We in the red light district! Songtext
Whoo! We in the red light district!
Ah! We in the red light district! Lyrics
Whoo! We in the red light district!
Whoo! The red light district! Lyric
Whoo! The red light district..
Ah! The red light district..
BAZILE, DOMINIC / BRIDGES, CHRISTOPHER BRIAN
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