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Get to it Video (MV)




Performed By: Maad
Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: Ahmaad Abdul-Haqq




Maad - Get to it Lyrics
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Yeah
Uh, uh
I'm back on my bullshit
It's good to get the pen working and shit
Yeah
Yeah
Let's go
Saying you needed me back then
Well, I'll give you a last dance
You lucky I gave you the chances, after chances, like there was a lap ran
But ain't no time for a hoe
I'm pushing there buttons, just tell me to go
Let's go, let's go, let's get to it, let's get to it, let's go, let's go, let's go
Why is there even discussions about a lame nigga when I'm already up? Went back and forth with that nigga, I shouldn't have though, cause now he thinking he up
1v50 nigga, I'm still running, no need for a money counter, I'm still thumbing
All white truck and the shit still bumping, I'm still the same, but the money is coming and that's just the difference
Marble my floors, three car storage, no baby, nah, that's just the entrance
They saying that I got a type, all dark woman, that's mutual resemblance
Get him away from the hoes, he acting weird, nah, he too into it
Matter of fact, nah, he can stay, I like the way he gets to it
All of the hoes come back to me, I'm not trying to f*ck with you or you or you, cause baby you bad for me
He claiming that he got his cash, all in his duffel, not his bag, funny
Ah, come on now, look at his eyes
Press that nigga and check that shit, that bag is just a facade
You know that scat is a rental, show me the pink slip, I'm judgmental
I'm your father and this is a parental advisory, check that nigga cause why are you eyeing me? My lil' bro get pumping off that shit, sometimes gotta tell him to chill out
He a lil' crash out, pulling them mac's out, no, I'm not talking bout the brand
A pick me hoe, man a nigga can't stand
Come to the crib, you know when I land
If it's bout money, I'll send you a band, just talk to me girl, you know I understand
Don't talk back cause that's when you get out, I let you talk, just let me get my shit out, hold on
Nah, I ain't mean like that, I'm like, just let me get my shit out
Yeah
Just get to it, baby, just get to it
Just get to it, baby, just get to it
Just get to it, just get to it, just get to it, let's get to it, let's get to it, get to it, get to it, ahhh
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Yeah
Uh, uh
I'm back on my bullshit
It's good to get the pen working and shit
Yeah
Yeah
Let's go
Saying you needed me back then
Well, I'll give you a last dance
You lucky I gave you the chances, after chances, like there was a lap ran
But ain't no time for a hoe
I'm pushing there buttons, just tell me to go
Let's go, let's go, let's get to it, let's get to it, let's go, let's go, let's go
Why is there even discussions about a lame nigga when I'm already up? Went back and forth with that nigga, I shouldn't have though, cause now he thinking he up
1v50 nigga, I'm still running, no need for a money counter, I'm still thumbing
All white truck and the shit still bumping, I'm still the same, but the money is coming and that's just the difference
Marble my floors, three car storage, no baby, nah, that's just the entrance
They saying that I got a type, all dark woman, that's mutual resemblance
Get him away from the hoes, he acting weird, nah, he too into it
Matter of fact, nah, he can stay, I like the way he gets to it
All of the hoes come back to me, I'm not trying to f*ck with you or you or you, cause baby you bad for me
He claiming that he got his cash, all in his duffel, not his bag, funny
Ah, come on now, look at his eyes
Press that nigga and check that shit, that bag is just a facade
You know that scat is a rental, show me the pink slip, I'm judgmental
I'm your father and this is a parental advisory, check that nigga cause why are you eyeing me? My lil' bro get pumping off that shit, sometimes gotta tell him to chill out
He a lil' crash out, pulling them mac's out, no, I'm not talking bout the brand
A pick me hoe, man a nigga can't stand
Come to the crib, you know when I land
If it's bout money, I'll send you a band, just talk to me girl, you know I understand
Don't talk back cause that's when you get out, I let you talk, just let me get my shit out, hold on
Nah, I ain't mean like that, I'm like, just let me get my shit out
Yeah
Just get to it, baby, just get to it
Just get to it, baby, just get to it
Just get to it, just get to it, just get to it, let's get to it, let's get to it, get to it, get to it, ahhh
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Writer: Ahmaad Abdul-Haqq
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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