Get Ya S*** Together - Lyrics - Urban Legend - T.i.

As you can see the O.G.'s from Grand Hustle 

Done laid it down again, T.I.P. Shawty 

A man, this for all my home girls that like to see a baller do his thing 

(Get ya shit together, come on) 

All the 8's, 9's, and dimes 

I like to welcome ya'll to the best time 

Of ya life, ya, understand that 

All the stones are real and its chrome on all the wheels 

Ya, know, anythin' less is uncivilized 

Aye, I pull up to the club, lift both doors up 

Hopped out clean and ya hoes choose us 

Walked in the door make the show hold up 

'Cause my neck and my bracelet was so froze up 

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The kind of stones bitches wanna see close up 

So we don't approach them, they comin' and approach us 

Roll the dro up then go post up 

Look down cause that's where its gonna go, sho nuff 

In the V.I.P. and all eyes on us 

Hoes chill, poppin' pills, blowin' dro no duff 

Whatcha say you got a man, so what 

I don't know him, and baby he don't know her 

I got a new phatom and my own chauffeur 

Ya, think ya finna be thinkin' 'bout him, no sir 

Probably prefer to tell ya man goodnight 

And she don't wanna know what the good life look like 

If you ain't gettin' money goodnight 

I know what a broke nigga look like 

When you ridin' in your wheels, get ya shit together 

Boy, then diamonds ain't real, get ya shit together 

Now we can ball seven days, six nights 

If that head and that pussy get right 

And match ya panties with ya bras, get ya shit together 

Come get your hair and nails done, get ya shit together 

Hey, I'm off the scene with Louis the 13th 

Chains swing to my jeans, and my T-shirt clean 

In case you been researchin', I'm the King 

With a style as mean as the earth seems 

Chest on ice, and my wrist on gleam 

30 karats in the ring, money ain't no thing 

You think I'm playin', but I ain't jokin' 

The dro king, if it ain't purple, I ain't smokin' 

Rubber band bank rolls, 50 thousand dollar cheddar knots 

Try to shine, is you out your mind, boy you better not 

I walk around with more money than you ever got 

Shrewd attitude like I never had to sell a rock 

Shawty I can get you in whatever spot 

Backstage, front row, what I got to front for 

I'm gettin' bored, don't even know what I stunt for 

Got a lotta rides, what it hurts to cope one more 

If you ain't gettin' money goodnight 

I know what a broke nigga look like 

When you ridin' in your wheels, get ya shit together 

Boy, then diamonds ain't real, get ya shit together 

Now we can ball seven days, six nights 

If that head and that pussy get right 

And match ya panties with ya bras, get ya shit together 

Come get your hair and nails done, get ya shit together 

To all my hot girls, if you wanna come chill 

Let's roll on chrome wheels, let me tell you what it is 

We finna throw a little party at the crib 

Where the floors tricked out and the rooms like ill 

The basements cool, but the pools unreal 

Where that millionaire lives, shit remains concealed 

So pop a pill, put on your blindfold 

I'm hittin' the dance floor, and grab eighty-nine more 

Let 'em know we on the way, where they been tryin' to go 

I knew I had 'em when they asked me 

"What kind of diamonds are those" 

Headed to the spot, pourin' double shots of XO 

Play the, "Love Below", and watch 'em undress slow 

Flicks on the flat screen, make 'em want to, "Get low" 

And spit shine this dick of mine until it gets swole 

When they kick it with the king, they don't wanna let go 

So whatcha gonna tell a nigga, when he tells ya, "Let's go" 

If you ain't gettin' money goodnight 

I know what a broke nigga look like 

When you ridin' in your wheels, get ya shit together 

Boy, then diamonds ain't real, get ya shit together 

Now we can ball seven days, six nights 

If that head and that pussy get right 

And match ya panties with ya bras, get ya shit together 

Come get your hair and nails done, get ya shit together 

If you ain't gettin' money goodnight 

I know what a broke nigga look like 

When you ridin' in your wheels, get ya shit together 

Boy, then diamonds ain't real, get ya shit together 

Now we can ball seven days, six nights 

If that head and that pussy get right 

And match ya panties with ya bras, get ya shit together 

Come get your hair and nails done, get ya shit together