Lyrics You Got It (Instrumental) - Souls of Mischief

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You think you the man cuz (you got it)
People always plottin to scam if (you got it)
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I′m feelin' that thick ass girl (you got it)
What she got might change the world if (you got it)
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You ain′t gotta front if (you got it)
Gimmie what I want if (you got it)
Fire up that blunt if (you got it x3)
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Ey somebody ran up on me like (you got it)
My people hoo rided and left the dude knotted
They the type of f**k that's known to snatch a fool wallet
Tough turn buttery melt like Blue Bonnet
I gave them a job and that is makin' you stop it
You can′t get it from me I′m keepin' a cool profit
Immune to niggerism that was coon-cocted (you got it x3) say what?
I won′t say her name just call her Jane Doe
But I spot her like trouble police in plain clothes
Angels start singin' when she entered the room
Thick Malaysian I met her on the eighteenth of June
A fine summertime day puffin′ on a bomb J
She exhaled until we had sex she blew me away
Dipped in the candy walls of miss majestic
Skip the anti-depressant her panties the wettest
(You got it x3)
Ey, I told you bout sex on the road
So you kept your control latex on your hole
Only hit them ladies with respect none was ho's
But homie this is crazy it affects one and four
All you can remember bout the chick is it was good
And you ain′t got no symptoms just an itchin' in your foot
Nothin' you can′t take pal some sh*t that just passes
Then you start to break out in itchy red patches
Still don′t get checked cuz youz a real nigga
Unitl those progress into fluid filled blisters
That bust... and pus... feelin' like cigarette burns on your nuts
Blood clot! now you′re trippin' and your whole life is different
And them Valtrex commercials all of a sudden they interestin′
But don't cry about it, and if they ask don′t lie about it...
No doubt about it... (you got it x3)
You was the team phenom on the scene
Quarterback of the team prime king to the league
All star cheese pro bowl hit the whole stroll
On the solo paparazzi got photos
Tabloids got the mug shot
All them boys that he stepped on to get on top
Say he deserved what he got
For the dollars and the status didn't watch
What you wish for... you wanted it...
(You got it)