Chevy Woods - Getcha Some lyrics

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Ft. Post Malone & PJ

(Hook: Chevy Woods & Peej)

Ya know I got just whatcha need

Fuck with a nigga who's money guaranteed

She said she never seen a dime

She never through with playing, is proud

She on the floor and that's her job

So I through her a couple dollas

Baby, gon' get ya some

Ok, ok, ok, alright, gon' get ya sum'

Ok, ok, ok, alright

(Verse: PJ)

All the champagne poppin'

Yeah, we do this every night

Bring your friends, I got friends

What's the end of the night

All my dawgs pullin' up to the mansions in the hills

Now you say you heard about it

But you finna do this fo' real

Ah yeah, gotta know that you the bomb

You is s'possed to throw that ass

Got a show so take yo chance, don't ya blow it, amen

Oh Lawd, God bless, young fanice

You can handle yo liquor

Gotta stay coherent, I'm the man

Ya ain't heard I'm the man

Bout that money gotta stack it up and save it

That's the plan, I'm the man

Ya ain't heard I'm the man

Know them niggas sleepin' on me

Got they been too many sands (?!)

I'm the man!

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Post Malone)

Go get you some

Let's go get that money

I know that you hungry

I know that you want it

We just keep it coming

Like bitch keep on gunning

Ya know I keep comin'

Yeah, She keep it on me

Man, I know her enough

I know that she got just what I want

I know you go hard

Pull up in that foreign

She breakin' 'er back

Just to show me she luv me

I ain't neva met a bitch so

That gon' twerk it like she ditched, so

Aye, man she pop it like a pimple

So bring it back just like a nympho

(Hook)