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wc - da get together lyrics

[intro]
so let’s just get this party started now
uh, yeah
when we drinking out
when we smoking off
when we drinking out
when we smoking off
when we drinking out
yeah
so let’s just get this party started now

[verse 1]
deep, deep, deep as the pacific
i steer through, rag on my rear view
sound system be snarkin’
hit it or bring me bone off that stick
and ge_ge_get your coffin
got these hoes on my d_ck, n_gga (uh)
watch me make this .4 flip, n_gga
k!ller cali, the love ain’t gone
just sh_t ain’t been the same since dub been gone (uh_huh)
crunkin’, square dumpin’, chrome under the trunkin’
hit it, and get the function jumpin’
these on 13s, my sh_t bumpin’
smellin’ like a fifth of somethin’ (ha_ha)
west up, roll the thing up (uh), hold a drink up (come on)
smoke it up, put some in a cup, niyyap
lay your chair back, recline the leather
today gets the get_together (yeah)
[chorus]
relax yourself, let your body be free (uh_huh)
don’t worry ’bout a thing, bail with dub c (doin’ my thang)
we got freaks, the meat, meat to eat (uh_huh, uh_huh)
a whole lot of drink, and a bomb_ass tweed
it’s the get_together (what?)
the get_together (ah_hah)
the get_together (niyyap)
let’s get together (hey!)
the get_together (uh_huh)
the get_together (huh)
so let’s just get this party started now

[verse 2]
yeah, the rain, yeah, the drizznip
n_ggas better learn; the zig zags still gon’ burn
we impacts in the park, in the back of the park
drinkin’ light in dark, givin’ the middle fingers to narcs
i know they can’t stand us, mad out of riches
the switches, the n_ggas, some bad b_tches (d_mn, b_tches)
lookin’ like rap stars, and d_ckies tryna slang low lows to the j_panese for fifty (ha_ha)
but we ain’t got no rap record, we got jail records
and drug ones from two_eleven
and the hot ones c_ck guns, plot for fun, shootin’ dice in the circle full of ni’az for huns
and luxury, as we all trust, but the parking lot lookin’ like toys “r” us
came a long way from cutting zones up
numbers, louis xiii in styrofoam cups, ni’a
[chorus]
relax yourself, let your body be free (uh_huh)
don’t worry ’bout a thing, bail with dub c (doin’ my thang)
we got freaks (woo), the meat, meat to eat (uh_huh, uh_huh)
a whole lot of drink, and a bomb_ass tweed
it’s the get_together (what?)
the get_together (ah_hah)
the get_together (ni’a)
let’s get together (hey!)
the get_together (uh_huh)
the get_together (huh)
so let’s just get this party started now

- wc lyrics

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