Lil Wayne - Get Ya Gat lyrics

Get a gat, get a gat, get a gat To all you rich-a** n***as, all you rich-a** n***as Get a gat, get a gat, get a gat I went from rich man, n***a, straight to henchman, n***a Get ya gat, get ya gat, get ya gat Too all you rich-a** n***as, all you rich-a** n***as Kickin' back, gettin' fat, gettin' tats And to your f**boy posse with their tough boy postures It's an act, they ain't never got your back Gettin' jacked, you ain't never gettin' it back You gettin' wacked, you ain't never comin' back And cut 'em slack, we ain't never done 'em that No, we ain't never done 'em that And we don't go tit for tat, we just blat Now he's exposed, when we snap, picture that He decomposed, he small like cat in the trap Oh, I go psycho, I go rhino, I know his recital My whole f**in' bio, I'mm K-I-L-L-E-R no typo I'm a dino, I'm the kind of n***a that don't give a flying f** About another clique but us Who fly as us? We flyin' up Who wanna f** with us? Who signin' up? Cause I know my clique tough as tusks on a hippopotamus I know Ii'mma sip that stuff I can't say that this is not a must I must say this sh** kinda tough But f** it, n***a, bottom's up, pause I got some time to f** so I'mma hit little mama up And I got millions to blow and I got Milian to plush I got millions of .44's and I got military guns And these b**hes 'bout to go pop, pop, pop, like January 1 Got some b**hes on the floor and when I piss, they drink it up I'mma sh** on everyone and, that sh** gon' feel like kingdom come Told my b**h that she don't want that b**h, Im still Miss Citas son And I'm triple OG, my own girl own a gun [Hook:] Get a gat, get a gat, get a gat To all you rich-a** n***as, and you b**h-a** n***as Get ya gat, get ya gat, get ya gat And tell your f**boy posse, while you stuntin' we be mobbin' Then we strapped with the gat in all black So where you at, where you at, where you at? Yeah, where they at, where they at, where they at? Get ya gat, get ya gat, get ya gat [Lucci Lou:] Yeah, get the gat, get the gat, get the gat When you a rich little n***a, plus some n***as plot to jack Where they at, where they at, where they at? b**h tryna take mine, I'm sendin' bullets through ya back I'm a G, I'm a G, I'm a G Copped the coupe and the wheels, first day I hit the streets I match the rags with the mags and the seats And I be saucin' on these n***as so it all match my sneaks Damn, you know how east n***as do sh** 40 on my left, I'mma ride a new b**h Yesterday hoe was trippin' so she gotta go One thing about pimpin', man, motherf** a hoe Me and Hoody talkin' c**aine For the slippers outta n***as who want whole thangs Oh man, feel the trigger, make it go bang So keep a gat and if they ask we don't know names [Hook:] Get a gat, get a gat, get a gat To all you rich-a** n***as, and you b**h-a** n***as Get ya gat, get ya gat, get ya gat And tell your f**boy posse, while you stuntin' we be mobbin' Then we strapped with the gat in all black So where you at, where you at, where you at? Yeah, where they at, where they at, where they at? Get ya gat, get ya gat, get ya gat [HoodyBaby:] All this white powder, screaming, "white power" Young Money, bad boys, fat Mike Lowry Wow, I might shoot up your Ferrari, n***a Oh, tell your pa**enger I'm sorry, n***a My young n***as screaming, "put me in the game, coach" Chopper bullets rain, you gon' need a raincoat My little homie, he got stripes like a bengal I got a nephew named k**er, he an angel Get money, stay real, that's the game plan I got a bad b**h and all she do is g**n My college hoe on the low, she do the same thing I got a stripper with a gat and a fat cat Breakin' n***as off, all my homies call her Kit-Kat Yeah, she let you hit that, bet she bring your sh** back Sleepin' with them hoes, get you tied up and kidnapped k**ers at your door, n***a, knock knock, click clack Get ya get, get ya get, get ya get And load it up, load it up, load it up Where your f**boy posse, where they at? n***as f**, n***as f**, n***as f** Yeah, shake that a** hoe, shake, shake Shake that a** hoe, shake, shake Shake that a** hoe, shake, shake Shake that a** hoe, shake, shake Shake-shka-shake-shka-shake shake that a** Shake-shka-shake-shka-shake shake that a** Say dicks**in' hoe, nuts**in' hoe Hoes, hoes, ain't nothin' but hoes You ain't nothin' but a dopeman b**h You ain't nothin' but a dopeman b**h You ain't nothin' but a dopeman b**h You ain't got no job, know you wanna be a trick But I'm a n***a with a rock hard bone And I'm takin' one of these hoes home, yeah But I'm a n***a with a rock hard bone And I'm takin' one of these hoes home, yeah No Ceilings