Get It On Lyrics

Uh-oh-woah

Woah-oh-o-o-o-ou-oh

I don’t need nobody

Long as you in my life

Anything wrong you make it feel right

Uh-huh

Me and my lil baby get it on

(We get it on)

(We Get it on)

Me and my lil baby get it on

We get it on

We Get it on

Me and my lil baby get it on

Me and my lil baby get it on

Me and my lil baby get it on

She stayed down

Aint do no switchin

Kept it g wit me when I was out there on dem mission

Ain’t do no arguing

Just prayed I made it back

Cause she knew dat I was comin wit a sac

I’m a paper chasin

Money makin

Acre-shakin

Real one

She go get it on her own

Tugedda we stack dem figures

Onna cool you da missin’ peace to my puzzle

When it’s time to ride I pull up onna double

Birds of a feather flock tugedda

And God know she put us tugedda

Lil baby

I don’t need nobody

Long as you in my life

Anything wrong you make it feel right

Uh-huh

Me and my lil baby get it on

(We get it on)

(We Get it on)

Me and my lil baby get it on

(We get it on)

(We Get it on)

Me and my lil baby get it on

Me and my lil baby get it on

Me and my lil baby get it on

I’m bussin’ den she bussin’ and dats the end of discussion

She jumped down when all these other chicks wasn’t

Huh

And Now all these heffus be bluffin

We just throw em out with the rubbish

Plus it’s

Thirty-One Legacy till da death of me

And she my diamond in the rough

I

Can’t get enough of all her lovin’

Man she taking real good care of me

That’s my lil baby

Oh

My baby

Oh-no-no-no

I don’t need nobody

Long as you in my life

Anything wrong you make it feel right

Uh-huh

Me and my lil baby get it on

We get it on

We Get it on

Me and my lil baby get it on

We get it on

We Get it on

Me and my lil baby get it on

Me and my lil baby get it on

Me and my lil baby get it on

Me and my lil baby get it on

Me and my lil baby get it on

We get it on

We get it on

Take the time reflect and keep yo ears to the streets

Cause danger sends vibrations through the broke concrete

Ashes to ashes

Dust to dust

I burn a sweet and then marinate on a Tropicana slush

I’m from the city it’s a must that I bus

So don’t you miss it out there trynna hold yo nuts

My terminologies are swifter than a bumblebee

Stingin like a butterfly

Floatin like I’m posed to be

A free spirit so ain’t no controlling me

No I don’t live off hope

My faith in the God in me

My terminologies are swifter than a butterfly

Stingin like a bumblebee

Bumblebee-eh-eh

Yeah

Oh-oh-oh

Hey-hey-oh-oh