#3015

Release: January 21, 2014

Lyrics:

Give me all that you got now

Make you want me cause I'm hot now

I'm gone, so faded I'm on one

Bang bang, pop off like a long gun

If you a lame, nigga you ain't making no noise

Get faded, turn up with the big boys

Live fast, die young that's my choice

Get money, get money like an invoice

We can mob all in the whip (make the money)

Make the money, make a grip (I be stuntin')

I be stuntin' with my clique (gettin' faded)

Getting faded 'til we trip (oh)

Man, I love to get on

I love to get 2 on

When the drink be too strong

When the tree be way too strong

Get faded, turn up, bruh

Pour it on up 'til I can't even think no more

Get ratchet, go dumb then go more dumb then

We can keep it lit, let's roll

I love to get 2 on

Let's roll

I love to get 2 on

I love to, let's roll

I love to get 2 on

Let's roll

I love to get 2 on

I love 2, let's roll

Yeah we can get active

And all

My bitches attractive

We go

You know who we are now

Get high

Hotbox in my car now

If you a lame, nigga you ain't making no noise

Get faded, turn up with the big boys

Live fast, die young that's my choice

Get money, get money like an invoice

We can mob all in the whip (make the money)

Make the money make a grip (I be stuntin')

I be stuntin' with my clique (gettin' faded)

Getting faded 'til we trip (oh)

Man, I love to get on

I love to get 2 on

When the drink be too strong

When the tree be way too strong

Get faded, turn up, bruh

Pour it on up 'til I can't even think no more

Get ratchet, go dumb then go more dumb then

We can keep it lit, let's roll

I love to get 2 on (I love it)

Let's roll

I love to get 2 on (I love it)

I love to, let's roll

Uh, pull your panties down from under you

Beat that pussy up, make you wanna holla Q

Drunk than a bitch, high on that Mary Jane

Pussy in my mouth, pussy on my pinky ring

Nasty, baby do it in the backseat

Swear this marijuana keep it cracking

Lights, camera, action

I ain't doing nothing 'til the cash

Money, money, money, weed, fashion

Draped up and dripped out, keep the trees passing

Girl toot that thing up, fuck me, fuck rapping

Days of our lives so clap, clap that cake

Spreading your thighs I pump, pump your brakes, ay

Just give me the trees and we can smoke it ya (smoke it ya)

Just give me the drink and we can pour it ya (pour it ya)

And my enemies, they see me living now (living now)

And if you roll with me, then you'll be winning now, oh

Man, I love to get on

I love to get 2 on

When the drink be too strong

When the tree be way too strong

Get faded, turn up, bruh

Pour it on up 'til I can't even think no more

Get ratchet, go dumb then go more dumb then

We can keep it lit, let's roll

Songwriter:

I love to get 2 on (I love it)

Let's roll

I love to get 2 on (I love it)

I love to, let's roll

Bobby Brackins / Brendon Allyn Waters / Cezar Rupert Cunningham / Craig Serani Marsh / Delano Noox Thomas / Dijon Isaiah Mcfarlane / Michael Jarrett / Quincy Matthew Hanley / Sean Paul Henriques / Steven Marsden / Tinashe Kachingwe

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