Get Over It Songtext
von Foundry

I see these bitches in Supperclub
Niggas got me throwing bottles up
Bottles with all of my homies
I′m feeling generous, throwing my money
She said she wanted the molly love
I gave her the dick but I'm not in love
I call out, "Bingo!" the minute I′m boning
Soon as I'm done, kick her out in the morning
Got xans when I turn up, it's a party, bust it open
Pop that pussy in a circle, go retarded, pop it for me
She got that booty galore, gripping it, backing me up


You wanna fuck with a thug
Now I see all these bitches got ass and they throwing
Damn, it′s just a matter of time ′fore I'm gone
Drinking Ciroc and I know that she got it for free
I hit up Diddy, he told me he did it
He said that the liquor just bring out the freaks
Them bitches lit, dropping that ass to a split
Talking ′bout me, I'm the shit
I just get down for the money, the bitches, and cars
And my niggas, they whipping the bricks
How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?