Big Sean - Getcha Some | Текст песни

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• Big Sean
• Getcha Some

PLAIN PAT WUDDUP..

you want my shoes? you want my shirt? you want my jewels too, n*gga?

well you need to come getcha some', come, come getcha some (x4)

FRESH, like I'm wrapped in plastic
Polo, Louis to Gucci, like that's one fresh jacket
They lookin' at a n*gga, like that's one fresh bastard
I'm rich, b*tch, see the sh*t that this cash get

You can't afford the price, so why the hell would you ask it?
These faggots tried to snatch it, they get their ass in a casket
Ya honey love me, she in the mode of fashion, &
I call her baby girl, just like her dad did
There's 100s on my paper just like a smart ass class kid
'Cause I'm on top my route, like an atlas
You don't see that polo man on my chest?
Don't worry, I got a Purple label on my neck

So you need to come getcha some', come, come getcha some (x4)

But to get that boy, you got to be rich, or sum
& my attire, hard, hard like my dick or sum
& I make more than ends meat,
My n*gga Big told me it was bout the Benji's
I'm in the lime light, til the point my skin green
livin' my dreams, til the point you should pinch me
to convince me

FRESH, like I'm wrapped in plastic
Polo, Louis to Gucci, like that's one fresh jacket
They lookin' at a n*gga, like that's one fresh bastard
I'm rich, b*tch, see the sh*t that this cash get (x2)

If I told you where to get it, you n*ggas still wouldn't grab it
just to pronounce it, you gotta add an accent
& they ask can they call me grocery store, coz my pockets full of paper and plastic
man, you not avoiding my Asian, persuasion
excuse the lil' Ape in ya face, it stays Bathing
& when the heat blaze on high beams, you scream, i scream
for some cold ass ice cream

well you need to come getcha some', come, come getcha some (x2)

These brawds really thinkin, that they gon get em' sum,
so they try to take care of me, like I'm sick or sum
There's some things, I don't like, I love them Nike's
But not the white on white's, forget the price tags
'Cause I get what I like, & your girl lookin' for me
'Cause she like em hype, ya digg

FRESH, like i'm wrapped in plastic
polo, louis to Gucci, like that's one fresh jacket
they lookin' at a n*gga, like that's one fresh bastard
i'm rich, b*tch, see the sh*t that this cash get (x2)