Mustard
Gettin’ 2 It
[Verse 1: TC Da Loc]
UGH!
Driving real fast down Washington
I'm a Washington n***a, I'm a Washington
I be on my shit you do the opposite
You be talking about the lick and I just hit the bitch
UGH!
Just me and my K be
Fuck once make a bitch go crazy
That...
Mid-Town mula, don't motherfucking come out
Click-clack do ya
I don't want shit, I don't need shit
If I had my hand out then I smacked a bitch
Aye!
Told her get off the floor
Used to getting it fast n***a in and out the door
N***as is all talk, all square, also
I be pimping these hoes, pimp, pimping these hoes
Stay with three stacks like Andre
Dunk on a n***a like Andre
Smoking big weed everyday
I'm with Ty so he sipping on that Bombay
UGH!
Bad Puerto Rican bitches
But they ain't never get my riches
[Chorus: TC Da Loc]
I take my time and I think
I need about twenty racks in one week
You take your time you always sleep
You ain't got no money broke n***a you cheap
Tell me how you GETTIN' 2 IT
Tell me how you GETTIN' 2 IT

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
Pass me the bottle
I'm a take a shot for G.Ca$$o
M-O-B-B that's the motto
Basic ass bitches stay getting none follow
I've been GETTIN' 2 IT all day
Never go broke no way
Broke pussy don't get my dick hard I need a bitch getting money like me
Had a...
Real n***a fucked up but I bounce back
Dolla $ign you can count on that
I'm with forty eight hundreds so I bought the Remy
I'm known for putting on in my city

[Chorus: TC Da Loc]
I take my time and I think
I need about twenty racks in one week
You take your time you always sleep
You ain't got no money broke n***a you cheap
Tell me how you GETTIN' 2 IT
Tell me how you GETTIN' 2 IT
[Verse 3: RJ]
Look...
I pull up
Crack the whole dice game
Bet I hit the point like a sniper aim
Got it out the mud I was O-T
Had a drum way before I had a goatee
OOH!
That's no lie, I promise
Cross my heart and crucify, I'm honest
Talk is talk is for face shots like Botox
When n***as play both sides you check them like Foamposites
No matter how you going to ride it you got it
Get dough [?] drive check the mileage
These n***as feel I'm on they heels off the diamonds
Got rubber bands around these peels in my Robin's
Peelie Gang...
West side "A" hats
N***as that hop out and do they stuff like A-Wax
Whip yams ASAP, stuff it in A-Jax
Known to keep a four, four and a "K" like A-Rabs
Yea ya!

[Chorus: TC Da Loc]
I take my time and I think
I need about twenty racks in one week
You take your time you always sleep
You ain't got no money broke n***a you cheap
Tell me how you GETTIN' 2 IT
Tell me how you GETTIN' 2 IT