Lucci Lou – Get Ya Gat lyrics

[Intro: Lil Wayne]
Get a gat, get a gat, get a gat
To all you rich-a** n***as, all you rich-a** n***as
Get a gat, get a gat, get a gat
I went from rich man, n***a
Straight to henchman, n***a
Get ya gat, get ya gat, get ya gat
To all you rich-a** n***as, all you rich-a** n***as
Kickin’ back, gettin’ fat, gettin’ tats
[Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
And to your f**boy posse with they tough boy posture
It’s an act, they ain’t never got your back
You gettin’ jacked, you ain’t never gettin’ it back
You gettin’ wacked, you ain’t never comin’ back
And cuttin’ em slack, we ain’t never done ’em that
No, we ain’t never did ’em that
And we don’t go tit for tat, we just – Blat
Now he exposed, when we snap, picture that
He decomposed, he smell like cat in the trap
Oh, I go psycho
I go rhino
I know his whole side know
My whole f**in’ bio:
I’m a K-I-L-L-L-E-R, no typo
I’m a dino
I’m the kind of n***a that don’t give a flying f**
About another clique but us
Who fly as us? We flyin’ up
Who wanna f** with us? Who signin’ up?
Cause I know my clique tough as tusks
That’s on a hippopotamus
And I know I’mma sip that stuff
I can’t say that this is not a must
I must say this sh** kinda tough
But f** it, n***a, bottom’s up – pause
I got time to f** so I’mma hit little mama up
And I got millions to blow and I got Milian to blush
I got millis, .44’s, and I got military guns
And them b**hes bout to go bop-bop like January 1
Got some b**hes on the floor and when I piss they drink it up
I’mma sh** on everyone
That sh** gon’ feel like kingdom come
Told my b**h that she the one
And b**h I’m still Miss Cita’s son
And I’m triple OG
My Own Girl, Goon, and Gun
[Hook: Lil Wayne]
I get a gat, get a gat, get a gat
To all you rich-a** n***as, and you b**h-a** n***as
Get ya gat, get ya gat, get ya gat
And tell your f**boy posse, while you stuntin’ we be mobbin’
And we strapped with the gat in all black
So where you at, where you at, where you at?
Yeah, where they at, where they at, where they at?
Get ya gat, get ya gat, get ya gat
[Verse 2: Lucci Lou]
Yeah, get the gat, get the gat, get the gat
When you a rich little n***a, p**y n***as plot to jack
Where they at, where they at, where they at?
b**h try to take mine, I’m sendin’ bullets through ya back
I’m a G, I’m a G, I’m a G
Copped the coupe and the wheels, first day I hit the streets
I match the rags with the mags and the seats
And I be saucin’ on these n***as so it all match my sneaks
Damn, you know how east n***as do sh**
.40 on my left, on my right a new b**h
Yesterday a hoe was trippin’ so she gotta go
One thing about pimpin’, man, motherf** a hoe
Me and Hoody talkin’ c**aine
For the sniffers or the n***as who want whole thangs
Oh man, feel the trigger, make it go bang
So keep a gat and if they ask we don’t know names
[Hook: Lil Wayne]
Get a gat, get a gat, get a gat
To all you rich-a** n***as, and you b**h-a** n***as
Get ya gat, get ya gat, get ya gat
And tell your f**boy posse, while you stuntin’ we be mobbin’
And we strapped with the gat in all black
So where you at, where you at, where you at?
And where they at, where they at, where they at?
Get ya gat, get ya gat, get ya gat
[Verse 3: HoodyBaby]
All this white powder, screaming “White power”
Young Money, bad boys, fat Mike Lowry
Woah, I might shoot up your Ferrari, n***a
Oh, tell your pa**enger I’m sorry, n***a
My young n***as screaming, “Put me in the game, coach”
Chopper bullets rain, you gon’ need a raincoat
My little homie, he got stripes like a bengal
I got a nephew named k**er, he an angel
Get money, stay real, that’s the game plan
I got a bad b**h and all she do is g**n
My college hoe on the low, she do the same thing
I got a stripper with a gat and a fat cat
Breakin’ n***as off, all my homies call her Kit-Kat
Yeah, she let you hit that, bet she bring your sh** back
Sleepin’ with them hoes, get you tied up and kidnapped
k**ers at your door, n***a, knock-knock, click-clack
[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Get ya gat, get ya gat, get ya gat
And load it up, load it up, load it up
Where your f**boy posse, where they at?
n***as f**, n***as f**, n***as f**
Yeah, shake that a** hoe, shake, shake
Shake that a** hoe, shake, shake
Shake that a** hoe, shake, shake
Shake that a** hoe, shake, shake
Shake-shka-shake-shka-shake shake that a**
Shake-shka-shake-shka-shake shake that a**
Say dicks**in’ hoe, nuts**in’ hoe
Hoes, hoes, ain’t nothin’ but hoes
You ain’t nothin’ but a dopeman b**h
You ain’t nothin’ but a dopeman b**h
You ain’t nothin’ but a dopeman b**h
You ain’t got no job, now you want me to trick
But I’m a n***a with a rock hard bone
And I’m takin’ one of these hoes home, yeah
I’m a n***a with a rock hard bone
And I’m takin’ one of these hoes home, yeah
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