P.D.A. - Get Together lyrics

[Verse 1: P.D.A.] I go so f**ing hard when I spit this, mayne And I'mma sell these beats like it was c**aine And then it hits the streets, puts your sh** to shame So when I do these shows, these girls know my name They come up to me, tell me how they like my hair And if you really like it, girls don't be so scared I like you too, but I was talking to her And I'mma drink it up until I get all swerve They call me P.D.A. but you already knew that, who's that Tearing up the stage in a blue hat, move back And I really like these groupies, on the other song I lied As long as the fine are ready for some dick in their life Man I'm colder than an ice chest, deep so grab a life vest Girls really like this (no shirt) now that's a nice chest So when I get on stage, girls run to hold me I listen to them all, but them all just told me [Hook] I think that we should get together [Verse 2: P.D.A.] One in particular, she told me like this, who*e "I like your music but I like your dick more" Oh, score, groupie hopping then to the next one Rubber burn stomach cut up like c-sections "You so nasty!" Yes I is Groupies call my cell phone leaving messages But I never get pissed because I love their voices And they rub up on my back, making noises (Uhh, uhh!) And the choices I can hit it from behind or some different poises Get back to the room and they start rejoicing Telling stories about P.D.A. and intercoursing [Hook] [Verse 3: Big Hank] Baby girl, you see I got a problem with trust And if you try to play me then you'll probably get cussed Kicked to the curb with some change for the bus And every time I see you, get the look of disgust But girls seem to like the way I spit my verbs And all the ones I like, they try to treat me like a herb They think that cause I'm smart, that your boy is just a nerd They try to gas me up and try to trick me with their words Did I mention vibing on account of you're some positive sh** You was ??? with your hair in a twist You turned me on to spoken word and all that cultural sh** You gave me tips on better living and the keys to the whip I'm used to women coming at me for my money and time Trying to take your man to court and give out half of the rhymes Never spit a bar and lining grinding half of the grind They easy to find, they must be out of half of their mind [Hook]