[Intro: Young Dolph]
Ayy, ayy, hey, hey, hey
Let's get it on (C4)
It's Dolph
[Verse 1: Young Dolph]
Ballin' G, sayin' make them bitches lay it down (Sure did, haha)
Smokin' weed, bumpin' Pimp C, pocket full of stones
Sittin' in my spot, with a closet full of pounds (Strong)
Sippin' sizzurp, mothafuck what you he-zz-ard
This shiny shit on my wrist, took yo bitch, it cost me one bi-zz-rd (Hahaha)
Shawty just jumped in my car lookin' like dessert (Woo)
I fired up my weed, put my hand on her thigh (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Then I put the car in reverse (Skrrt)
I did it, I did it, I did it again (You did what?)
I fucked lil' mama real good but this time she brought her friend (For real? Ha, yeah)
Trap house boomin' like it ain't no tommorow (Woah)
Countin' money like Wells Fargo (Brrt)
The plug callin' (Hello?) I feel like Marvin
[Chorus: Young Dolph & 2 Chainz]
Let's get it on (Hey, hey)
That's what I told that bitch when she jumped in my passenger seat lookin' good as fuck (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
Let's get it on (Hey, hey)
That's what I text my plug when I got down to my last pound, I need it now (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
Let's get it on (Strong)
He said you ain't said nothin' but a word, I got 'bout fifty of 'em layin' around (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
Let's get it on (Hey, hey, dope boy)
Let's get it on (Hey, hey, it's Dolph, dope boy)
Let's get it on (Hey, it's Dolph, 2 Chainz)
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Pocket full of blue money, new money
Pull up doin' two somethin', Three six, who run it?
Foreign whip no roof, I might pull up silent on ya
.223 together, make over, I put a body on it
All about a check, old school Huarache
All this common sense, that's a whole lot of money
Got that cocaine, do Pilates
Turn that kitchen to karate class (Uh)
Sorry your car died, my Maserati just passed (Oh)
All of these windows on my crib, nigga, I need me some tint (Yeah, yeah)
All of these niggas so broke, my nigga, I think they need splits (Damn, damn)
I'm just still gettin' that cash, my nigga and smokin' a bag (Bag)
Might set a Guinness world record, my nigga for gettin' it fast
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Let's get it on (Hey, hey)
That's what I told that bitch when she jumped in my passenger seat looking good as fuck (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
Let's get it on (Hey, hey)
That's what I text my plug when I got down to my last pound, I need it now (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
Let's get it on (Hey, hey)
He said you ain't said nothing but a word, I got 'bout fifty of 'em laying around (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
Let's get it on (Hey, hey, dope boy)
Let's get it on (Hey, hey, it's Dolph)
Let's get it on (Hey, it's Dolph)
[Verse 3: Young Dolph]
I'm just a dope boy with a attitude (R.I.P. Eazy-E)
The work just came in from Malibou (West Coast)
Nah I don't play bitch no I'm not in the mood (Hell nah)
Ha, I got money to count and Ps to move (Ps)
Remember I used to sell my weed at school (Yup)
But now I fuck bitches that teach at school (Hahaha)
While she at work I'm selling weed all at her house (It's Dolph)
With my A.K.A. bitch bent over all on her couch
Phone blow up but I ran out (Gone)
I done got out to my last ounce (Damn)
I ain't said shit I'm 'bout to smoke this (Yup)
If I ain't got no weed I can't focus
Damn all the lean gone (All gone)
Damn all the weed gone (Shit)
Just sent a text to my connect phone and said (Ayy, ayy)
[Chorus: Young Dolph]
Let's get it on (Hey, hey)
That's what I told that bitch when she jumped in my passenger seat looking good as fuck (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
Let's get it on (Hey, hey)
That's what I text my plug when I got down to my last pound, I need it now (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
Let's get it on (Hey, hey)
He said you ain't said nothing but a word, I got 'bout fifty of 'em laying around (Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey)
Let's get it on (Hey, hey, dope boy)
Let's get it on (Hey, hey, it's Dolph)
Let's get it on (Hey, it's Dolph)
