Get It in Songtext

von Rick Ross

Soon as I get home, I'll be f you
Assume the position baby
Soon as I get home, I'll be f you
Go on and spread 'em baby

You know I'ma hit it right
Say she got a leak so I hit her with the pipe
Sub tweeting cause I hit her with a like
She my dub cee dub every Wednesday night
I know you sitting by your iPhone
With nothing but my ice on
She let me eat it with my grill in
And tell me never turn the lights off
Skirt through the light, gone
But you know how to ride slow
When you with Mr. K-I-D I-N-K
Know I done spent all night
Try'na fight through the hoes cause

Soon as I get home, I'll be f you
Assume the position baby
Soon as I get home, I'll be f you
Go on and spread 'em baby

She telling me I need to change
But baby I need the change
Two coups, two bricks, life too short
Cocktail, two Glocks, and a New port
I put my money where my mouth is
Number one anywhere the south is
Rich nvggas you could tell by the outfits
High top Versace I am about that boss shit
Counting cash on the tarmac
For you new nvggas got to run the car fax
Them numbers don't match
She telling me this money won't last

Soon as I get home, I'll be f you
Assume the position baby
Soon as I get home, I'll be f you
Go on and spread 'em baby