Get 'em Songtext
von Lil Wayne

You are watchin′ a master at work
Yeah, haha, Drama, I'm back
Dedication 2 (this what y′all was waitin' on?)
I ain't even waitin′ on ′em, I'ma get ′em now (I put a couple pounds on since the last go-around)
We been eatin' around these parts!

Get ′em
My block pumpin' and I′m tryin' to keep that hoe pumpin'
If niggas snitchin′ them I let them niggas hold
(Get-get-get ′em) my block pumpin' and I′m tryin' to keep that hoe pumpin′
If niggas snitchin', then I let them niggas hold

(Get-get-get ′em) my block pumpin' and I'm tryin′ to keep that hoe pumpin′
If niggas snitchin', then I let them niggas hold somethin′
If a nigga owe somethin' need a doctor′s note from 'em
Or his throat from ′em


These lil' niggas thinkin' they fresh, get whipped out ya clothes youngin′
I got it all but I′ll beat you like you stole somethin'
My bitch trippin′, she say I treat her like my old woman
I tell a bitch I'm probably better off with no woman
Yeah, I get that brand-new money
I′m the boss bitch, I'm touchin′ every dollar that's comin'
Stop playin′, I know what I′m doin', let me get ′em
I hope his kids not with 'em

Y′all motherfuckers know me, I'm a rider in the side of the south
Got the money in the mattress and the guns in the couch
What up? Puttin′ out cockroaches in the ashtray
It's payday 'til my last day, yeah

Walkin′ that line with a lot on my mind
I get that money, never droppin′ a dime
I don't hate, never, not on my time
I′ll put that little red dot on ya mind
Talkin' that crime but a lot of ′em lyin'
I′m caught on the grind, never get off my grind
I'm a pimp to these hoes, not a pimp in my mind, nah
And e'rybody know I′m sharp when I ride
Hop out that new Ferrari with that little horse on the side, yeah


Zoom-zoom, bitch, ride a nigga broom, witch
Half a ki′, wet, stinking up your whole room, bitch
Now, break out the perfume, bitch
And niggas come from off that beach, I'm in that water like a cruise ship
Straight up, tell ′em I do's this
One Pistol, two clips, I aim at lips
Wayne that shit, shit on y′all
Given to you from the god, I am the god (Gangsta Gri-Zillz!)

A dedication!
Yeah
My nigga, Philant, rest in peace (yeah, yeah)
Weezy Baby, the god
That's right
Hehehe
Fee, I had to (Gangsta Gri-zillz!)

Yeah, money on my mind, money-money on my mental
Super-super soaker, wet a nigga like a swimsuit
I think they sipping on that "I Can Fuck With Him" juice
Test me if you wanna, bad man, I knock a limb loose
I ain′t never scared, I'm protected everywhere
And if a nigga disrespect me, then he shall be buried there
That's my word, got a urge to hit a nigga and swerve
And them birds in the tree get shot down to my feet

It′s me, motherfucker, what′s better to see?
And when you greedy like me, ain't nothing better than beef
See, I would meet each one of you niggas in the street
Then eat, and pick you little bitches out my teeth
Shout-out to the green and red stitches in my tee, nigga
With no Gucci, I′m a double-G, nigga
My brothers, you have sinned
And the god, I am, amen