get IT pop品 (feat. Nelly)

Crack, yeah, Scott Storch yall
Dirty, Crack, cmon
Its two up in the mornin girl
And the DJ playin that song
Now whatchu gon do?
(Gonna get get get it poppin boy)
Now whatchu gon do?
(Gonna get get get it poppin)
I said, its two up in the mornin girl
And the DJ playin that song
Now whatchu gon do?
(Gonna get get get it poppin boy)
Now whatchu gon do?
(Gonna get get get it poppin)
I got that black no limit American Express card
Mami you can get whatever you like
Plus I got that all-black Phantom, its tinted on four sides
Go head kiss it, they cant see us inside
Mami tell me do you like it, I know you like it
Its written all over your face dont fight it
You like it, more than I like it
So put it all over your face dont bite it
From rags to riches, club packed with bitches
Had to bag them digits, her head game was vicious
And we can get it poppin in the bathroom
Dont be selfish ma, go ahead and pass it to him
Then we can all fuck
Its like a million on my neck, got all of these bitches all awestruck
We pissy drunk off of Seraphim
Im up in V.I.P. and these bitches are screamin, let me in
Its two up in the mornin girl
And the DJ playin that song
Now whatchu gon do?
(Gonna get get get it poppin boy)
Now whatchu gon do?
(Gonna get get get it poppin& #x27;)
Its two up in the mornin now
And Im tryin to go home witchu
Now whatchu gon do?
(Gonna get get get it poppin boy)
Now whatchu gon do ?
(Gonna get get get it poppin)
Get it poppin, go head and drop it
Its written all over your face, dont stop it
Just drop it, more like its hot miss
Kick in the do with the fo-fo messin with Joe
Now this chick got an ass so fat in fact I
Put a drink on it and I came right back
She would never talk to a lame like that
In my ear screamin, how you got a name like Crack
Crack, similar to Mike Jones
Say my name enough, then Im takin you home
You know I walk with I talk with
I sleep with the chrome, one squeeze and youre gone
What I look like, not takin at least
Three to six women out the club with me
Now we back to the fuck pad, call it the fuck pad
Cause all these bitches fuckin with me, talk to em dirty
Its two up in the mornin girl
And the DJ playin that song
Now whatchu gon do?
(Gonna get get get it poppin boy)
Now whatchu gon do?
(Gonna get get get it poppin)
Well its two up in the mornin and
Them niggaz tryn hate on your crew
Nigga, whatchu gon do?
(Ima get get get it poppin boy)
Yeah, whatchu gon do?
(Ima get get get it poppin)
Now when them doors swing open withthat awkward motion
Whatchu call it, suicide, its a suicide
And if them niggaz talk shit cause they drunk off that potion
They commitin, suicide, its a suicide
Lets get it poppin my niggaz , cook, yo
I got a shotty my niggaz, oh, Lord
I feel sorry for your mudda fucker, give a fuck what you say
Spin your head back, promote you on a videotape
Its two up in the mornin girl
And the DJ playin that song
Now whatchu gon do?
(Ima get get get it poppin)
Now whatchu gon do?
(Ima get get get it poppin)
Its four up in the mornin now
And Im tryin to go home witchu
Girl, whatchu gon do?
(Ima get get get it poppin)
Whatchu gon do ?
(Ima get get get it poppin)
Cmon, yeah, its Crack, whatchu gon do?
Cafe, all my people in there partyin
All the party people across the world
Ladies, 'Things of that Nature'
SONGWRITERS
LYON, ANDRE CHRISTOPHER / STORCH, SCOTT SPENCER / CARTAGENA, JOSEPH ANTHONY