Get'cha Some Lyrics - Finally Famous 2: Uknowbigsean - Big Sean

You want my shoes? You want my shirt? My jewels too, n-gga? 

Well you need to 

Go n getcha some, go go n getcha some (x4) 

FRESH, fresh like I'm wrapped in plastic 

Polo, Louis to Gucci, like that's one fresh jacket 

They lookin' at a n-gga, like that's one fresh bastard 

I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that this cash get 

You can't afford the price, so why the hell would you ask it? 

These faggots tried to snatch it, get their ass in a casket 

Ya honey love me, she admire the fashion, & 

I call her baby girl, just like her dad did 

There's 100s on my paper like a smart ass class kid 

Because I'm on top my rap, like an ad lib 

And you should holler mama, Dolce and Gabbana mama 

Gotta whole lot o mama, Fendi and a Prada 

So you need to 

Go n getcha some', go go n getcha some (x2) 

But to get that boy, you got to be rich, or sum 

& my attire, hard, hard like my dick or sum 

I make more than ends meet, 

My nigga Big told me it was bout the Benji's 

I'm in the limelight, til the point my skin green 

livin' my dreams, til the point you should pinch me 

to convince me 

FRESH, fresh like I'm wrapped in plastic 

Polo, Louis to Gucci, like that's one fresh jacket 

They lookin' at a n-gga, like that's one fresh bastard 

I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that this cash get 

Well you need to 

Go n getcha some, go go n getcha some (x4) 

If I told you where to get it, you n-ggas still wouldn't grab it 

just to pronounce it, you gotta add an accent 

& they askin can they call me grocery store, cuz my pockets full of paper and plastic 

man, you not avoiding my Asian, persuasion 

excuse the lil' Ape in ya face, it stays Bathing 

& when the heat blaze on high beams, you scream, I scream 

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for some cold ass ice cream 

Well you need to 

go n getcha some, go go n getcha some (x2) 

These brawds really thinkin, that they gon get em' sum, 

so they try to take care of me, like I'm sick or sum 

There's some things, I don't like, I love them Nikes 

But not the white on whites, forget the price tags 

'Cause I get what I like, & you're girl lookin' for me 

Because she like the pipe, ya digg 

FRESH, fresh like I'm wrapped in plastic 

Polo, Louis to Gucci, like that's one fresh jacket 

They lookin' at a n-gga, like that's one fresh bastard 

I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that this cash get 

Well you need to 

Go n getcha some, go go n getcha some (x4) 

The fabric on my ass is satin and its sad n 

You think you could afford this fabric 

When it comes to the hoes all the man like shaft this 

Cuz I'm clean cut and handle them like baggage 

Atheists turn Christian when I rock my True Religions 

It's that real when I'm rockin pastel 

These n-ggas wanna wonder what they have on me 

I'm stickin to my roots like LRG 

So you need to 

go n getcha some, go go n getcha some (x2) 

Pose for the hoes they might wanna take a pic or somethin 

Hop up in the ride they might wanna let me stick em some 

The rag 'round my neck complement the outfit 

I'm out with brawds you be watchin from your couches 

But Imma need money power respect 

Find a little piece of Jesus and I threw em round my neck that's 

FRESH, fresh like I'm wrapped in plastic 

Polo, Louis to Gucci, like that's one fresh jacket 

They lookin' at a n-gga, like that's one fresh bastard 

I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that this cash get 

Well you need to 

Go n getcha some, go go n getcha some (x4) 

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