Get It

Jean Grae - “Get It”
[Emcee(s): Jean Grae]
[Producer(s): Jean Grae]
[Sample (Multiple Elements): Bob James - “Caribbean Nights” (4:07)]

[Intro: Jean Grae]
Yeah, I hear y’all still talking. What? Y’all thought I really wasn’t gonna drop nothing? Come on, now. Ain’t nothing changed. It’s still not a game. Jean Grae. Come on

[Verse 1: Jean Grae]
This ain’t
A gangsta joint—far from it. This is for niggas in the club
Who only nod their head when shit is rugged, and all the chicks
Who act crazy love it, them chicks who stay blunted
Drunk in the middle of the dancefloor like, “Fuck it!”
For those who ain’t get in because the door fronted
Park your ride in front of the spot and turn it up, pump it
For niggas caught at checkpoints, got heavy firearms, who lye
And Henny’ed up, driving like they’re wearing blindfolds
For New York, for Philly, road trips to Atlantic City in
Rented cars for one-month unlimited MetroCards
For straphangers, for niggas who pay for shit with five fingers
My credit-card scammers, my hookie party-jammers
Exotic, exquisite women friends, niggas in denim
Niggas who make hot beats and my dogs who spit venom
My thugs and gentlemen, from vanilla to cinnamon
The first thousand women in from N’Sync to Eminem

[Hook: Jean Grae]
Don’t stop (Uh!). I said: you won’t stop (Uh huh!), and if
You with me, then we ride until the beat drop (What?). Who got
The Henny, yo? (Sip it, sip it). Hydro? (Hit it, hit it), and all my
Hungry niggas, please, yo, don’t stop, get it, get it (Uh!)
Don’t stop (Uh!). I said: you won’t stop (Uh huh!), and if
You with me, then we’re drinking ‘til the last shot (What?). Who got
The Hydro? (Hit it, hit it) Who got the Henny, yo? (Sip it, sip it), and all my
Hungry niggas, please, yo, don’t stop, get it, get it

[Verse 2: Jean Grae]
Your new representative presenting Jean Grae
Customer, client, or president, fuck Gen X! We today, nigga
It’s hot stocks and banks, hot loans and baby mamas to pay
Hot rocks for dollars to sway. What’s your hustle?
I’m doing mine, and if it don’t work… fuck that! It got to
The rhymes too hot to experience how not to
I’m toxic like vodka and gin, 200-proof on the rocks
I do it ‘cause I can—simple. You should stop
And I told you who I do it for, and I’m not going anywhere
‘Cause me and life is married, and I ain’t getting divorced
So where my hungry women at? My niggas ready to set it
We can all eat—what you need? Let’s go get it. Come on!

[Hook: Jean Grae]
Don’t stop (Uh!). I said: you won’t stop (Uh huh!), and if
You with me, then we ride until the beat drop (What?). Who got
The Henny, yo? (Sip it, sip it). Hydro? (Hit it, hit it), and all my
Hungry niggas, please, yo, don’t stop, get it, get it (Uh!)
Don’t stop (Uh!). I said: you won’t stop (Uh huh!), and if
You with me, then we’re drinking ‘til the last shot (What?). Who got
The Hydro? (Hit it, hit it) Who got the Henny, yo? (Sip it, sip it), and all my
Hungry niggas, please, yo, don’t stop, get it, get it