Lemme Get Dat - Bayoz Muzik, Waka Flocka Flame, Giggs

When you look at the facts

Then you look at the straps

Bus two and watch another little pussy collapse

We ain’t looking to squash

We’re just looking to slap

Took Jill so who gon get some pussy for Jacks

Nigga fuck all them dates

We be pushing them back

Younger’s grabbing man’s chain and man be begging it back

You ain’t taking man’s chain for me to beg for it back

DVS ones cause I got them bezzies on smash

When I roll up on prigs where the proper strap (yeah)

Know that Hollowman Giggs and Waka Flocka’s back

Watch where you’re rocking that chain and where you’re flossing at

Man’s blessed, I be fucking with saints, where’s your apostles at?

Bunch of bad bitches up in the club so where them bottles at?

(yeah)

In the whip getting rooster from bitches so where them cuckolds at?

Man’s thugs, if the shit isn’t yak, then send the bottle back

You ain’t thugs, and you’re coming round blinging, them man be popping at

Your chain, let me get that

Your ring, let me get that

Your watch, let me get that

Your packs, let me get that

He a fuckboy, a pussy

He don’t wanna get that

Hit his dome off the hinges

All you want is click-clack

Lemme get dat, lemme get dat

Let the suttin' click clack, hear the kick back

Tell them little pussy niggas better sit back

Ain’t no easy ride, nigga, this is Six Flags

Your chain, let me get that

Your ring, let me get that

Your watch, let me get that

Your packs, let me get that

He a fuckboy, a pussy

He don’t wanna get that

Hit his dome off the hinges

All you want is click-clack

Lemme get dat, lemme get dat

Let the suttin' click clack, hear the kick back

Can’t do no maths, kick your dome with that work

I can’t do no talking, little homie with that work

With that 40 go berzerk, chopper bullets really hurt

Man, my youngers, they go crazy, they don’t got no fucking work

No 9 to 5, shawty, we just get it off the turf

Them bullets is birth, got a curse

I grew up with jack boys, robbers and cutthroats

Realest rapper from the States, shawty, even Giggs know

Got shooters that got shooters, we tote Glocks, we tote Rugers

He ain’t trapping, he just rapping, if that’s diamonds youngers snatching

On that ice, nigga, you a four, nigga

He’s a bitch nigga, had to get it out you, nigga, Brick Squad

Your chain, let me get that

Your ring, let me get that

Your watch, let me get that

Your packs, let me get that

He a fuckboy, a pussy

He don’t wanna get that

Hit his dome off the hinges

All you want is click-clack

Lemme get dat, lemme get dat

Let the suttin' click clack, hear the kick back

Tell them little pussy niggas better sit back

Ain’t no easy ride, nigga, this is Six Flags

Your chain, let me get that

Your ring, let me get that

Your watch, let me get that

Your packs, let me get that

He a fuckboy, a pussy

He don’t wanna get that

Hit his dome off the hinges

All you want is click-clack

Lemme get dat, lemme get dat

Let the suttin' click clack, hear the kick back