Get Up In It Lyrics - Skin Deep - Solé

Yeah yeah 

Sole' 

Bitch brigade comin 

Throw 'em up throw 'em up now 

1 - wanna iy yi yi tonight 

See me make a nigga mine mine mine tonight 

See ya check ya nigga, why why why tonight 

Make a nigga dump a hoe for this 

Roll with this 

Get up in it 

Repeat 1 

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The shower when the phone rings lookin for me 

Now that figures 

Then the door bell, who could it be? 

It's my niggas 

Wanna get up in my closet and floss it 

Make a move never used but I'm grabbin and tossin 

Comin too, still new, but I'm lookin fo shoes 

To rock wit it 

Get the tightest jeans, gucci the theme 

Lock wit it 

Little panties but I'm ditchin the bra 

No back in it 

Got the tightest strings know what I mean 

No slack in it 

Yell for kc, see if she ready 

Let's ride 

Hear my other girls pull in the drive 

Outside 

Last brace, see the angel will last 

All night 

Check the locks, blow this nigga a kiss 

>from last night 

Get my keys and I'm droppin the top 

S k 

Blowin in the wind, wavin or not 

Parlay 

With the range and the six in the rear 

It's all woman, we stunnin 

Niggas runnin, my bitch brigade comin 

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Roll with nothin but the finest of bitches 

In my crew 

Havin niggas throw the finest of riches 

At my crew 

Hit the club, ain't no standin in line 

Stroll through 

Have to shut it down so the brigade 

Can roll through 

Sayin nothin and these niggas is sweatin 

Come wit it 

Know they want the ass, watchin 'em bettin 

On who get it 

It's a no go, if you no dough 

Fo-get it 

Don't like, you can roll the f**k out 

Or roll wit it 

'bout 5 of the finest you seen 

In yo life 

Make you question why the ho that you wit 

Is yo wife 

At the bar, niggas spillin they drinks 

On they slacks 

Comin through, we just stoppin they women 

In they tracks 

Entourage, lookin like we a page 

In playboy 

Hear me flow sick, knowin that 

I'mma stay, boy 

It's sole', what I'm sayin for us 

Ya pay, boy 

Pocahontas and my indian bitches 

Don't play, boy 

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Repeat 1 

Pack it up, now we leavin the club 

Let's ride 

Screamin niggas follow closely behind 

Outside 

Time to go, leave 'em wonderin why 

Dreams die 

Thought you come wit me, heard it from who? 

Damn lie 

Got to take it home, workin tomorrow 

Laced track 

Puttin it down, me and santa forever 

Blazed that 

Hit the door, and my nigga is waitin 

I'm wit that 

Put it on him like a champ 

And ya never forget that 

Repeat 1 to fade