Get Right lyrics

Artist  : Fabolous 
Song : Get Right



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[Verse 1]
Yo, yall gon' hear this in the
nightclubs for a year
When the song go on,
throw on, ya tight mugs or ya stares
It's like
Bugs up in here
Like Thugs up in here
Throw
ya fingas up like you gon' snipe slugs in the
air
Haters - might have a slight grudge when
I'm there
See the strobes on my wrist, light
bubbles in my ear
Ladies pass through, I might
rub on her rear
Pop Cris' in her face, make her
wipe suds from her hair
Even dykes tug on my
gear the way I like strut up in here
Don't get
the Nike's smudged that I wear
Drinks be
flingin, minks be swingin
The way the
pinky-ringin, link be blingin, you think we
slingin?
I wanna see the roof of your coupe,
sittin behind ya
18 inches and up, no sittin
on minors
After tha club hittin a diner,
spittin the lines
And end up in a hotel,
gettin vagina

[Chorus]
Ladies- Rub ya
tits if ya gettin right (Hey)
Niggas- Grab ya
dicks if ya gettin right (Ho)
Don't be thinkin
bout that nigga that you wit tonite
Don't be
thinkin bout that chick that you wit
tonite
Ladies- Rub ya tits if ya gettin right
(Hey)
Niggas- Grab ya dicks if ya gettin right
(Ho)
If gettin right is the only thing you wit
tonite
Ladies (Hey)
Niggas
(Ho)

[Verse 2]
Ma, it's hard to stop
and not admit it
You like the way the drop I
got is kitted
Cops can't spot who is it
You
wanna stop and jot ya digits
Must be how I hop
on yatchs and visit, tropic spots I did it
The
top the watch is glitted
Make niggas wanna bop
they knots, stop and plot to get it
Like I
won't pop a shot in fitteds
I got the type of
machine guns that cops and swats prohibit
I
wanna drop but not to hit it, stop we not
committed
Think we hittin shoppin spots,
forget it
Move ya neck, rock from side to
side
Neva get checked, me and my glock side
and side
This in ya deck let it knock inside
ya ride
We in the 'jects of the blocks in the
widest five
Spendin a grands nutin for 'lous
(lis)
You aint got on a badge playa, so why
you handcuffin the
chicks?

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Yall
hardly see I be 'round
But when I do, I be, I
be down in a VIP lounge
I get in the club, I
dont need ID now
Bulky knit, can't even see my
3-pound
Yall know how that kid from B-Stuy be
down
Yall see my C-pound, yall see yall be
drowned
Skee-o, gotta, re-ply she down, which
sheet I meet down
I know she gettin right-
HEY
Ladies tug me when I strut
So this thug
be in the cut, takin bubbly to the gut
Rays
beamin, yall think I be day-dreamin
But I stay
schemin like, "Shortie could get it"
Next
screenin, they see all this ice and grey
gleamin
They like "Damn, Shortie could get
it"
And I may be crazy
But I see some
ladies tonite that should be drinkin my baby's
baby

[Chorus]