Get It On Lyrics - Singles - Benzino

Yellow City Benzino 

[Chorus]: 

23 inches on the ride when we get it on 

honey look I'm really ride we should get it on 

got my people on the side we should get it on 

let's chill tonight we gon get it on 

23 inches on the ride when we get it 

honey look I'm really ride we should get it on 

got my people on the side we shoudl get it on 

let's chill tonight we gon get it on 

[Benzino]: 

Shorty lookin high when she takin it 

on the floor lookin right when she shakin it 

bartender get the ice start shakin it 

everybody gettin fly how you playin it 

since you wanna keep it real I'm a let you know 

got me open Ma now I don't wanna let you go 

you remind me of these honeys in the video 

get her back to the telly and it's here we go 

if the chickens on the rag we say hell no 

give her chips call a cab we say let's go 

{You nasty Ray you nasty} 

please believin it 

we had another glove shorty straight up teasin it 

stop playin Ma tell me who you leavin with 

she said Zino what you sayin who you creepin with 

thought I'd really let you know that I'm feelin it 

and if I get you to the crib then I'm killin it 

[Chorus] 

[Benzino]: 

Now we in the corner takin Remy to the head 

Put the Cardiers on eyes gettin red 

you like the chain or the watch or the wood-grain frames 

switch lanes in a champagne drop 

get brains on planes in Bangkok 

Mami like them things that a man can't cop 

Mami always saying please Ray don't stop 

{Ray please don't stop} 

and the beat don't stop 

we on the scene and you already know 

Zino on the stage with a real tight flow 

six figures paid for a real tight flow 

my niggas made and they can't say no 

so shake that Ma take that Ma 

make my eyes move where your waist at Ma 

you know the don spittin nothin but nice 

ah freeze Ma please ain't nothing but ice 

[Chorus] 

{You nasty Ray you nasty you nasty Ray you nasty} 

[Benzino]: 

In the DJ booth with my dawg 2-time 

smokin on a J while he play Busta Rhymes 

Hep's over there with a bunch of dimes 

we don't go to bed till the sun rise 

up in the club hands on her butt 

V.I.P. I keep Chris in my cup 

see my peeps they call state kid it up 

see that beat my beat state grit it up 

[Chorus] 

Yellow City Benzino Yellow man and we did it again 

{You nasty Ray you nasty}