Get at Me
Shyheim, Two On The Road, Shyem, Wu-Tang Killa Bees, The Black Knights
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[12 O'Clock (Sandman)] Two On Da Road right here (Uh-huh, something for the radio, nigga) Two On The Road Uh, Two On The Road [Chorus: Sandman: x2] When you see me at the party homey get at me And don't be mad when your girl try and spit at me 'cause when the beat got It ain't no limit to the things that we can do [12 O'Clock] I'm at the bar, Long Island Iced Tea Double shot of Hennessey for this pretty piece With pretty feet smelling like Victoria Sec' I could see her bra and panties were pink Looking Spanish or Greek, finest thing I seen all week Moving with her cousin and niece I'm moving with my mans Monk and P Stand at the wall, long chrome 3-3-3 Pussy for free like ODB, high off the eves Bitches looking like Pamela Lee Butt-naked on their hands and knees Roll up the trees, burn somethin' 'fore we leave Give your friend your car keys, slide with me [Shyheim] Peace Hey vagina, use my name Davey Crocket I'm king of the wild frontier, your sex hostage Mr. Lover-man, what's cooking good lookin? Let's jump in the frying pan, f*ck yo' man He don't want it with us killas With E-40 Skrilla, for real-a [Doc Doom] Bottle for the Wu years and I'ma hit the flow after a few beers Just tell the DJ the Black Knights is up in here Wu-Tang is in here, the whole Killa Bee Gang is in here And ladies holler when we in here Cause they know it's Big Pimping going on in here And in the VIP, ho's take it off in here So get at me 'cause I know you want to spit at me And I'd be a fool to let that fat ass pass me [Shyheim] You want to ride in the 600 baby With your head out the window like "Hey hey" Tell everybody in the hood you my lady We big up for life so you crazy [Prodical] This killer dog puffin green gandy, ready to sink through some panties Caught some eye candy, sipping on Coke mixed with Remy Yo Monk, shorty got a lot of junk in her trunk Now she surfing through the crowd for our weed and skunk A nigga 12, dropping treasures like the jewels of the Nile Twenty-seven, man-child from the Isle of Shaolin We sky Sushi bar, Meoshi par, finest cigars And the ladies in the place want to know who we are Gumah Oz Dubar, my hand all in her bra So what's the deal ma'? Can me and my Clan Bar Mitzvah? Call your girlfriends, after-party, house on the hill Come and do real, she said "I'm burning heart off the pill" Drinks for free, I got my own VIP Two or three, or it can be just you and me Let's get it on and popping, crack-a-latin with no debating No time for the faking, baby girl what's shaking? [Monk] Catch Monk in the midst of party cracking, don't dance But I boogie to the beat low key, I stay splashed And drunk still drinking, popping major with the ho's, I'm grooving With this fat bitch, she stuck with my slang and my dress code I got close, whispered "What's up with the Bar Mitzvah?" Then I grabbed her ass, she laughed with a porno look And pussy popped her ass on rhythm with the beat But passed, she with her man but her friends came two cars deep [Chorus: x6]
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Written by: RONDELL EDWIN TURNER, SHAMELE MICKIE
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