Ludacris, Pastor Troy - Get Off Me lyrics
[Ludacris, Pastor Troy - Get Off Me lyrics]
What (what) , what (what) , what (what) , what (what)
I (i) , i (i) , i (i) , i (i)
Okay, come on, what
What (what) , what (what) , what (what) , what (what)
Oh (oh) , oh (oh) , oh (oh) , oh (oh)
Get off me, but I'm on you all day
Get off me, I don't think you wanna play
Get off me, but I'm on you all day
Get off me, I don't think you wanna play
You wanna rush me, you can't touch me
Trust me
'Cause you way too dusty, and rusty
And musty you betta shop that make you
Pop up from lock up
But you tell your folks to hold
Your jack up to back up (to back up)
I'm ready, so sit down or go ta' your room
It ain't nothin'
Ayy, ayy, watch out, watch out, boom
Call me the hit man
'cause I make you wanna call time-out
Then I make your mom cry out
When I take your whole spine out
Then watch me take ya, and
Fake ya, and shake ya, and break ya
And see you on home to your maker
You should give up now for
Talkin' shit like that but then you nothing
You garbage you betta' watch ya' back
Get off me, but I'm on you all day
Get off me, I don't think you wanna play
Get off me, but I'm on you all day
Get off me, I don't think you wanna play
(Okay, okay, now)
Now it's the Pastor, jukin 'em
Showin' my moves i'm in that 2000 excursion
Ridin' on 22's, I hear da boom
But booms just get me more crunk
It's the DSGB forever ridin' on pump
I stunk, or did I say stunk, I meant stank
(UN huh) i think I'll take it please
Or in another coffee break
You ain't, but you can pretend to be homey
I'm stiff arming these busters just as
Soon they get on me
Get off me, but I'm on you all day
Get off me, I don't think you wanna play
Get off me, but I'm on you all day
Get off me, I don't think you wanna play
Get off me, but I'm on you all day
Get off me, I don't think you wanna play
Get off me, but I'm on you all day
Get off me, I don't think you wanna play
I (i) , i (i) , i (i) , i (i)
Okay, come on, what
What (what) , what (what) , what (what) , what (what)
Oh (oh) , oh (oh) , oh (oh) , oh (oh)
Get off me, but I'm on you all day
Get off me, I don't think you wanna play
Get off me, but I'm on you all day
Get off me, I don't think you wanna play
You wanna rush me, you can't touch me
Trust me
'Cause you way too dusty, and rusty
And musty you betta shop that make you
Pop up from lock up
But you tell your folks to hold
Your jack up to back up (to back up)
I'm ready, so sit down or go ta' your room
It ain't nothin'
Ayy, ayy, watch out, watch out, boom
Call me the hit man
'cause I make you wanna call time-out
Then I make your mom cry out
When I take your whole spine out
Then watch me take ya, and
Fake ya, and shake ya, and break ya
And see you on home to your maker
You should give up now for
Talkin' shit like that but then you nothing
You garbage you betta' watch ya' back
Get off me, but I'm on you all day
Get off me, I don't think you wanna play
Get off me, but I'm on you all day
Get off me, I don't think you wanna play
(Okay, okay, now)
Now it's the Pastor, jukin 'em
Showin' my moves i'm in that 2000 excursion
Ridin' on 22's, I hear da boom
But booms just get me more crunk
It's the DSGB forever ridin' on pump
I stunk, or did I say stunk, I meant stank
(UN huh) i think I'll take it please
Or in another coffee break
You ain't, but you can pretend to be homey
I'm stiff arming these busters just as
Soon they get on me
Get off me, but I'm on you all day
Get off me, I don't think you wanna play
Get off me, but I'm on you all day
Get off me, I don't think you wanna play
Get off me, but I'm on you all day
Get off me, I don't think you wanna play
Get off me, but I'm on you all day
Get off me, I don't think you wanna play