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letra de i get it up - garry with two r's

[verse 1]

i’m racked up like the grocery aisle
hoe you know i get big breaded
and i feel like sky’s the limit
why is that because big said it
i been sittin here for a minute
just waitin’ on you i’m big ready
hoe you know you come up to me
on that bullsh-t i would’ve been dead it
we all sinners b-tch its sin city
imma have to make you a enemy
if you ain’t tryin’ to be friends with me
i been out soakin’ up the rain
and yall f-ckers scared to get drenched with me
get ya shovel hoe ya gotta dig me
big booger b-tch you better pick me
i’m on shroom dust but i call it pixie
i do not laugh very easy
the thought of me broke is hysterical though
i know how to get up my green
i just fertilize it and the miracles grow
it’s been a minute since i been to church
but i’m feelin’ so spiritual though
d-ck in your face
so you see how i’m comin’
and get you a visual though
i do not need me a baddie
i need me a richie
f-ck all these dimes
i need hundreds and fifties
be a broke b-tch
and have fun with yo titties
boy that’s a pity
i was actin’ an ass
straight from the beginning
so ain’t no surprise that i’m sh-ttin’
i won’t even give ’em the grace of being some p-ssies
them b-tches is kittens
[chorus]

it might go down i get it up
it might go down i get it up
it might go down i get it up
it might go down i get it up
it might go down i get it up
it might go down i get it up
it might go down i get it up
it might go down i get it up

[verse 2]

i break ’em down
just to build ’em up
i empty pockets
just to fill them up
my d-ck grow like pinocchio
when i lie down
but i’m real as f-ck
now wipe me down
i get on up
you point yo bullsh-t my way
then imma go kyle ritt on ya
like dope beats i spit on ya
i ain’t in this b-tch to politic
cause i don’t really f-ck with politicians
i’m just chillin’ in my own world
and i made it all like wanda vision
i know cons with yay
that’s donda children
won’t feel rich till i got a billion
any muf-cka sayin they ain’t feelin me
ain’t got no feelins’
i’m animal style baby in and out
i don’t take no drama or give it out
you cannot keep up if i hit a route
i’m gettin’ wide open and touchin’ down
leave you in a daze when the sun is down
b-tch i make a banger
no gun around
my lady get smart
tell her dumb it down
i do not have room for no c-nt around
i blow on this bong till it’s burnin my spirit
i’m high off the loud you could hear it
i bet you could smell it and taste it and feel it
but you can’t get anywhere near it
i call it mary i’m high as the holy one
baby that sh-t is apparent
i grew some wings on my back
and i might just jump off of this roof if you dare me
[chorus]

- garry with two rs

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