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Go Getter Video (MV)




Performed By: Lou O.D
Featuring: Royalty
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Lou O.D, AG Beats




Lou O.D - Go Getter Lyrics




[ Featuring Royalty ]

I'm sayin' like whats up baby
Why you tryin' to play like
Like you don't see me or somethin'

I'm sayin' you know I see you
Seein' me while I see you
I mean basically we seein' eachother
Ah ha

She wanna
Go getter
Dope dealer
Shortie wanna bag she don't f*ck with broke niggas
Hit it from the back and make her ass bigger
Keep her pussy tight warm like a chinchilla

She wanna
Go getter
Dope dealer
Shortie wanna bag she don't f*ck with broke niggas
Hit it from the back and make her ass bigger
She don't really love me I know she a gold digger

She wanna f*ck me with the lights on
And I f*ck her with my nikes on
She askin' who is that singin'
This is my song
Now come a lil closer that's a nice thong
Shortie always fiendin'
Always wantin' me around
But I'm out here bustin' moves
I stay ten toes down
If she loyal and get the bag then
She can wear the crown
Always get her wet
In the pussy I'ma drown
Smokin' on exotic burn it by the pound
She love a real nigga she ain't f*ckin' with no clowns
Burnin' all this gas while we ride around town
And if you keep it real then I'ma hold you down

She wanna
Go getter
Dope dealer
Shortie wanna bag she don't f*ck with broke niggas
Hit it from the back and make her ass bigger
Keep her pussy tight warm like a chinchilla

She wanna
Go getter
Dope dealer
Shortie wanna bag she don't f*ck with broke niggas
Hit it from the back and make her ass bigger
She don't really love me I know she a gold digger

My weed is that killer
Hibachi for dinner
F*ck around I hopped in the sprinter
Got top in the sprinter
Get that bag she countin' it with me I'm countin it with her
Really f*ck with none of them niggas
Them niggas is bitter yea yea
Know alot of people but I keep a few around
If you ain't down get the f*ck away from me I can't f*ck with clowns
And thats's for real
Paper stackin' swear a youngin' need a billion
House up on the hills for my wife and future children
I swear I done ran it up, paper chasin' banded up
I swear I can't ride the wave like you niggas
All you niggas sound the same and keep it simple
None my niggas run the fade, bullets hit you
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
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I'm sayin' like whats up baby
Why you tryin' to play like
Like you don't see me or somethin'

I'm sayin' you know I see you
Seein' me while I see you
I mean basically we seein' eachother
Ah ha

She wanna
Go getter
Dope dealer
Shortie wanna bag she don't f*ck with broke niggas
Hit it from the back and make her ass bigger
Keep her pussy tight warm like a chinchilla

She wanna
Go getter
Dope dealer
Shortie wanna bag she don't f*ck with broke niggas
Hit it from the back and make her ass bigger
She don't really love me I know she a gold digger

She wanna f*ck me with the lights on
And I f*ck her with my nikes on
She askin' who is that singin'
This is my song
Now come a lil closer that's a nice thong
Shortie always fiendin'
Always wantin' me around
But I'm out here bustin' moves
I stay ten toes down
If she loyal and get the bag then
She can wear the crown
Always get her wet
In the pussy I'ma drown
Smokin' on exotic burn it by the pound
She love a real nigga she ain't f*ckin' with no clowns
Burnin' all this gas while we ride around town
And if you keep it real then I'ma hold you down

She wanna
Go getter
Dope dealer
Shortie wanna bag she don't f*ck with broke niggas
Hit it from the back and make her ass bigger
Keep her pussy tight warm like a chinchilla

She wanna
Go getter
Dope dealer
Shortie wanna bag she don't f*ck with broke niggas
Hit it from the back and make her ass bigger
She don't really love me I know she a gold digger

My weed is that killer
Hibachi for dinner
F*ck around I hopped in the sprinter
Got top in the sprinter
Get that bag she countin' it with me I'm countin it with her
Really f*ck with none of them niggas
Them niggas is bitter yea yea
Know alot of people but I keep a few around
If you ain't down get the f*ck away from me I can't f*ck with clowns
And thats's for real
Paper stackin' swear a youngin' need a billion
House up on the hills for my wife and future children
I swear I done ran it up, paper chasin' banded up
I swear I can't ride the wave like you niggas
All you niggas sound the same and keep it simple
None my niggas run the fade, bullets hit you
Yea yea
Yea yea
Yea yea
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Writer: Lou O.D, AG Beats
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