Get 'Em Girls / The Mizzle Outro (Medley)

Killa, let's go

I get the boosters boosting, I get computers 'puting

Y'all get shot at, call me, I do the shooting

I do the recruiting, I tutor the students

I nurture they brain, I'm moving the movement

Whether Buddhist or Buddha, that's Judas or Judah

I got Luger to Ruger, hit from Roota to Toota

Chick from hooter to hooter, I put two in producers

I'm the real ball story, the loser of "Hoosiers"

I rock mostly dosey, I roll mostly dolie

I'll leave you wholly-holey, you'll say holy moly

Here come the coroner, get 'em, play Rollie Pollie

I'll tell you true stories, how I coldly hold heat

When it's repping time, I get on extra grind

Fried to fricassee, Pepperseed to Pepperdine

Jeff Hamilton, Genesis, leather time

Bitches say, "I'm the man", I tell 'em, "Never mind"

They getting nice, they got some ice

Let's get the dice and roll 'em

(Get 'em girls)

They getting chips, they flippin' bricks

Get the rots and pits, tell 'em

(Get 'em girls)

She acting feisty, getting sheisty

Call the wifey, tell her

(Get 'em girls)

Just lay back, get your face slapped

We at the race track, eight stacks

(Get 'em girls)

You acting funny nigga, come dumb, dumby nigga

Killa keeps 20 blickers (I'm getting money nigga)

So you should move away, or join the dude 'n play

Hey, so you can say, ("I'm getting money nigga")

First pile up in the rear, I style up in my gear

Stallion of the year, medallions in my ear

Whips on my fists, houses on my wrists

Your budget on my neck, your spouse on my dick

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Dick in her mouth, I tell her, ("I'm getting money nigga")

Y'all faking the fizzle, I'm caking for shizzle

Fuck a sizzler steak, my steak stay sizzled

Ate, boom-boom, my ace boon coon

Shake, bake, skate, vroom, vroom (we getting money nigga)

Seventh to eighth, zoom, zoom, boom, boom tune