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03 Greedo

Gettin' Ready

 

Gettin' Ready

(album: Still Summer In The Projects - 2019)


All day
Mustard on the beat, hoe

I bet she play this song, when she put on her clothes
Turn up when she get ready, she don't come to the phone
Leave her alone
We single this evening
Her outfit came from England (Yeah)
Her heels red bottom, no sneakers
Turn up when she get home

They say OT, don't tempt me, I take this shit down
She say she miss me when I'm not around
Sometimes I feel like my work lays a mound
But shit I know you working, we'll work this shit out
She say we making and hiding shit out
But Greedy and Mustard the sauciest sound
Dressing on top of the covers, we eating out
Soon as I get in the house
They were getting ready for me but the gang ready
Got a bag on my hoes, was a great performance
Working like a Thursday, how she get a nigga horny
I be out her thugging but she still be looking girly
Riding a nigga 'round, only one who be starving
Eat it like it's gourmet, lil' bitch a foreign
You know my sweet lady dark skin, we recording
Living like I got good taste, that's how we do it

I bet she play this song, when she put on her clothes
Turn up when she get ready, she don't come to the phone
Leave her alone
We single this evening
Her outfit came from England (Yeah)
Her heels red bottom, no sneakers
Turn up when she get home

She was in the shower, pour another in a half and hour
Skyscraper dick, stand high as the Eiffel Tower
Sexy tan lines and out in Paris she be wilding
Eat this muffin, when I get dough, that why he sour
Grinding 'cause this juice blow me up, you know I'm getting power
Getting ready on my action scene so I ain't really tired too
They ain't with the plug who do drugs, know I'm wired
Know you heard I got the fire, if you with that Oscar Meyer
Chanel on her bag, I'm a secret admirer
I'm geeking so I need you just like Stevie had his mirer
Ain't fucking with 12 but I drip, doesn't matter
Working on one on the low
We get great as relationships go (Oh)
I ain't really love her
She get it ready

I bet she play this song, when she put on her clothes
Turn up when she get ready, she don't come to the phone
She single this evening
Her outfit came from England (Yeah)
Her heels red bottom, no sneakers
Turn up soon as she get home

Yeah, yeah
On the low
Turn up when she get ready, she don't come to the phone
She single this evening Her outfit came from England (Yeah)
Her heels red bottom, no sneakers
Turn up soon as she get home
I bet she play this song when she get ready
When she get ready

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