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Heavy)
You killin' me, baby
(Ho 'head, Heavy)
Yo, you killin' me, baby
(Go 'head, Heavy)
So yo, you killin' me, baby
(Go 'head, Heavy)

Black
chiefer
Ebony empress getter
Celebrity Apprentice a devil show
Big up to Africa, Mexico
Hennessy, margarita, venison eater
So dear spread 'em here,
Finally got a ride, some old broad down from Santa Fe
She was a real go-getter
She drawled so sweetly, "I think, child, that things'll get better"
Finally got a ride, some old broad down from Santa Fe.
She was a real go-getter.
She drawled so sweetly, "I think, child, that things'll get
Finally got a ride, some old broad down from Santa Fe
She was a real go-getter
She drawled so sweetly, "I think, child, that things'll get better"
brother and yo dead brother she ain't scared brother
Big thick juicy body molaty
Got mo butt than she got body
She's a go-getter pro switch hitter
But
shroud
Frightened by my feelings
I only wanna be a relief

No, I’m not a go-getter
The demon had a spell on me
My black shroud
Captain of my
the Ripper, by barracks, cold like anemic 

Believe it, it takes years for why'all to achieve it 

Cause I'm a go getter, I get the loot, I get the cash
brother and yo dead brother she ain't scared brother
Big thick juicy body molaty
Got mo butt than she got body
She's a go-getter pro switch hitter
But
bust my ass
Ran up the stairs and just look what I see
Crazy dope cuties just starin at me
Put on my chump chain with my lucky go getter
They're
If a black man is racist, is it okay?
When it's the white man's racism that made him that way,
Because the bully's the victim they say,
By some
for shock.

Fade to black

Your mind is full of evil thoughts,
Your senses dulled as your body rots,
You will go down on my command,
Your will is
shock

Fade to black

Your mind is full of evil thoughts
Your senses dulled as your body rots
You will go down on my command
Your will is gone, fall by my
fertile its people working and earning this
The curb-getters go where the cash flow and the current is
It's so hot that burn to live the furnace is
Where
Blood
Just Young Hot
I show no love
Money getter like Cheeba
Minds like Fat
And my trap roll hard
Just like Shorty Black
I'ma country ass nigga
On the counter 
By your keys 
Was a book of numbers 
And your remedies 
One of these 
Surely will screen out the sorrow 
But where are you tomorrow

I
isn't just fertile, its people workin' and earnin' this
The curb getters go where the cats flow and the current is
Its so hot that niggaz burn to live
On the counter 
By your keys 
Was a book of numbers 
And your remedies 
One of these 
Surely will screen out the sorrow 
But where are you tomorrow

I
Trendsetter, go-getter, Miss Originality
Opposition dissin', our desire paid
From the cradle to grave, I know the tricks of the trade

Back in the days,
slash money-go-getter
Ever since I was a itty-bitty lil nigga
Thank I was the wisest youngster out there hustlin'
Twelve year old kid on the block cuffin'
here in this spot

Ain't nothing new about the world
That I ain't learned from just watching you go by
I tell myself people are cold and strangers
mics on stage a motherfuckin' 4 pound"

Black the ripper, by barracks, cold like anemic
Believe it, it takes years for y'all to achieve it
Cause I'm
and I can't stand when brothers tell me
That I should quit chasing and look for something better
But the smile that she shows makes me a go-getter
I
getters go where the cash flow and the current is
It’s so hot that niggas burn to live
The furnace is, where the money moving, the determined live
We talk
isn’t just fertile, it’s people working and earning this
The curb getters go where the cash flow and the current is
It’s so hot that niggas burn to live