Get Up Off Me (ft. Wooh da Kid)

Get Up Off Me

Bitch get up off me (x8)
Bitch get up off me
Trick get up off me
Bitch get up off me
Trick get up off me
Bitch get up off me
Trick get up off me
Bitch get up off me
Trick get up off me
Bitch get up off me
Bitch get up off me
Bitch get up off me
Pussy get from round me
Bitch get up off me
Bitch get up off me
Bitch get up off me
Pussy get from round me

Nigga get up off me, Bitch get up off me
Sprinkle diamonds everywhere, everything frosty
40 niggas, 40 guns. (what) 40 Glock 40's (pow)
Gave that boy a closed casket when they shot shorty
Because we fuc*** one time that don't make you mine
I guess she think that I'm her man cuz I was in her spine
When you fuc*** my lil homies everything was fine
Well you ain't the only one, baby fall in line
If you ain't in my circle get from round me
They call me Wooh Da King I think you should crown me
You walk around and hold her hand but she wants me
But when im finished im like 'BITCH GET UP OFF ME!'

Bitch get up off me, Trick get up off me
Yo girl see my ride I can keep this bitch from talking
Stalking, talking, Bitch get up off me, trick get up off me
Hoes won't let me sleep, ball so hard its exhausting
Prick get up off me, trick get up off me, my top back on south beach
My car cost half a million dollars mothafuc*** car chief
Im screamin 'Get Em Flocka!' they like 'Gucci get em off me!'
Pull up with the Buttercream guts painted coffee
Haters lookin salty, Nigga get up off me
Haters thought they had me but ain't no one to play me
Boy play with ya daddy, stacks all in my khakis

Dope Man Nikes man this rap shit is easy
C4 leave ya leakin, he just another swag thief
Label tried to clone me but ain't no way to clone me
I robbed so many people that my family disowned me
Move in with my homies then I move back on my lonely
Swear my life a movie dawg I should win a Tony
Oscar Or a Emmy, Cuz Gucci Mane a Movie
No Wilt Chamberlain these bitches love my music. Its Gucci!
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