Slim Thug - Get It Ya Bish lyrics

(Hook x2) Uh damn, my n***as tryna get it Uh damn, my n***as tryna get it Uh damn, my n***as tryna get it They get it, they get it, they get it (Verse) My cup muddy like the Everglades My paper thicker than the yellow pages I been getting money for some ages And only broke people got time for hatin You come in, no codeine Well let me give you a demonstration I’m mixin up that drank like a DJ at the radio station Got that swisha packed like luggage on a vacation Smoking leafs, ain’t no wakin, I have circle breakfast, no bacon sponsored links I ain’t tryna stunt but I get money into nations Some much medicin from my doctor I swear I’m his favorite pacient You’d be tryna meet me you gon need a recommendation My family stick together, secret life of free masons Cookin on the bu*tons, on my G8s I’m struttin My b**h told me if I ain’t on swingers she ain’t f**in I got cruisers by the dozens so I’m slow motion no rushin If you ain’t walkin bout money then you ain’t talkin bout nothing (Hook x2) Uh damn, my n***as tryna get it Uh damn, my n***as tryna get it Uh damn, my n***as tryna get it They get it, they get it, they get it (Verse) If you lookin for that drank man I got it If you lookin for that kush man I got it If you tryna find a mileage girl I got it And it’s free if you and your friends riding We spike them bottles, have a whole section poppin Going with I2, I got it They shay thugger when you playin non-stop and I tell em we’re selling dime my only option I’m addicted to foreign cars and shoppin Grindin all night and day, no slouching I might disappear out of town often Got a spot in valleys loft out in Austin You better watch where you walkin, who you crossin Cuz I can pay will make you come up missin costin I’m through talkin, I see you hoes stalkin Welcome to Texas, me and Paul Wall just flossin (Hook x2) Uh damn, my n***as tryna get it Uh damn, my n***as tryna get it Uh damn, my n***as tryna get it They get it, they get it, they get it