Текст песни Gettin' Off - CuzFrmThird

Uh huh
This that city shit
What you know about it
This some city shit
And you know I'm from the west
But we gone take it to the east
And all points in between
Let's go

Look how Cuz turn nothing to something (He gettin' off)
Finessing, got em swiping and punching (He gettin' off)
She stripping just to pay the tuition (She gettin' off)
Got em spending, they ain't seeing her vision (She gettin' off)
Same lil' boy, now I'm the man (He gettin' off)
She a baddie, got em blowing the bands (She gettin' off)
He ain't Meech but his whole team eats (They gettin' off)
When your city know you running the streets (We gettin' off)

My plug turn me on, now I'm getting off
She say I go hard and her baby daddy look soft
Niggas better get real or nigga get lost
It's so cold in The D, my heart got frost
Cartie's on my face from winter to summertime
Quit telling me you love me girl, you just love my shine
One time for my niggas dodging one time
Who had to wait they turn to eat like the lunch line
She want me to hit so I'ma take a crack at it
Give her dope dick, turn her to a crack addict
Every time she throw it back she look back at it
And she leave me with a smile, I feel fantastic
Bitch, I'm in my bag, it got me zip talking
And my pockets blue'd up, they got me Crip walking
This for the city that got everybody on they boss
Cause nationwide they know here really we be getting off

Look how Cuz turn nothing to something (He gettin' off)
Finessing, got em swiping and punching (He gettin' off)
She stripping just to pay the tuition (She gettin' off)
Got em spending, they ain't seeing her vision (She gettin' off)
Same lil' boy, now I'm the man (He gettin' off)
She a baddie, got em blowing the bands (She gettin' off)
He ain't Meech but his whole team eats (They gettin' off)
When your city know you running the streets (We gettin' off)

Get 'em in, get 'em gone
Get 'em off, what you on
First dibs on first strands and giving you the clones
If you live by the sword you can die by it
So if they slide down and catch your mans you can't cry 'bout it
Look, man we let 'em choose, naw we don't beef over hoes
It's her body, don't worry 'bout what you can't control
This real cookie, yo lil' weed man be lying
Niggas act tough and live like they wanna be dying
Known paper chaser so I'm skrt'ing in traffic
And I got a tool but I get fixed by a ratchet
And to this we just ball and make hardwood classics
Gang fresh to death and a put you in a new casket (Dead ass)
And she like being around, letting me buss it down (Buss it down)
I made a Michigan U call it a turn around (Gang)
A leaky faucet how I'm dripping on these boys (Issa drip)
Dis for the D Boys, bitch I'm from Detroit (Bitch)

Look how Cuz turn nothing to something (He gettin' off)
Finessing, got em swiping and punching (He gettin' off)
She stripping just to pay the tuition (She gettin' off)
Got em spending, they ain't seeing her vision (She gettin' off)
Same lil' boy, now I'm the man (He gettin' off)
She a baddie, got em blowing the bands (She gettin' off)
He ain't Meech but his whole team eats (They gettin' off)
When your city know you running the streets (We gettin' off)

Uh huh (He getting off)
This that city shit (He getting off)
What you know about it (She getting off)
This some city shit (She getting off)
And you know I'm from the west (He getting off)
But we gone take it to the east (She getting off)
And all points in between (They getting off)
Let's go
We gettin' off