Get Down (Beat By Tipsy's Dj Gemini) ft. Lass Shellz & Glay Moe Lyrics

I be swimming on Jacuzzi in that Coochie All juicy, with a groupie, it's all Gucci

Got me feelin' like L Cool J, Ayeee

Bitch, I'm ballin' like the brand new 2K

She just wanna fuck and smoke dubies, Suck a nigga dick and watch her movies

All we do is get money, get loose, her man, claim he get money, can't afford a loosys

Call me Still Jones, but known to hit it new ways

Give a dope dick, have her leanin' with the scew face

Then get all up in her mouth, no toothpaste Give me more brain than a old man's toupee

But if you wanna fuck, you have to pay

I be bustin' down the walls like Kool-Aid

Oh yeah, that's what's up

Smooth like this, switch up

So just back it up So just back it up

I'm just tryna fuck and we can do the damn thing

So get down, so get down, so get down, so get down, so get down

We can do the damn thing

So get down, so get down, so get down, so get down, so get down

We can do the damn thing

I'ma do the damn thing, baby, everything lit

When you fuckin' with the 90s, baby, I'm wavy

Swaggin' so crazy, money 360, got her doin' 180s

Riddin in that Sadie, strapped with that 380

A nigga try me, then I'm gonna steal your lady

I don't even try, all I do is say hi I don't gotta lie, all I do is stay high

Now listen up, I wanna see you back it up Since you talkin' shit

Oh, you got a fat ass, I got a long dick Let's keep the facts, no time for chit-a-chat

I want that old school head, that's a snapback

Make it clap for a real nigga

Girl, whats up, stop playin' with a real nigga

Make it clap, make it clap for a real nigga

Do the damn thing, and you gon' see some real figures

Haaa, ah, yeah

Yo, Jones, where them fuckin' shells at, man

Come to me, yeah, bro, I been waiting on this nigga all night

Where the piff boys at, Where that loud at

Tell him to hurry up

Ayo, yo, yo, tap her on the shoulder, real quick

Yo, see, yeah, you with the skirt

Tell her to get her other friend not you she ugly

We can do it, we can do it

The way you move it got me so into it

Take me on a tour of your world, baby, girl, it's yours

Like the holiday trek, about to suffocate

She windin', I'm holdin' on her waist

Eyes locked on her face, she told me, don't hesitate

Say, baby, what you waitin' for

You ain't gotta say no more

Beat it like a man, I ain't baby boy

You can put away the toys

Fuck the niggas screamin', give me all the noise

Get the folks down to hall annoyed

Go ahead, let them call the boys

I'ma roll another joint

Yeah, I'll take you to your highest point

You can scream my name all you want

Hit it from the back while I take it to the front

Jones in the VIP

Shells got the shorties up in VIP

Ciroc on ice, yeah, we livin' this life

Yeah, we feelin' nice

It's money, hungry, movin', yeah, we do it tonight

Till we step on the spot

And they screamin' our name, they like

Go, Glaze, go, Glaze

They like, go, Jones, go, Jones

They like, go, Shells, go, Shells

And we can, and we can, and we can do what you want

And you ain't got a front, baby girl, what's up

So just back it up

So just back it up

I'm just tryna fuck

And we can do the damn thing