Get Home
Kid Ink, Migos, Quavo, JR Castro
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Get right, get right, I'mma hit it right I'mma hit it right yeah, I'mma hit it right Get right, get right, I'mma hit it right I'mma hit it right yeah, I'mma hit it right I'mma put that ass in the loop, make a vine with you baby Plotting on that pussy I just gotta tell the truth babe So I hopped up in my coupe doing 90 on the interstate I know it's hella late but I know you gon' wait Put on that thing that I like When you take it off I just might Go down and eat it all night I'mma do your body right, ight Soon as I get home, I'll be fucking you Assume the position baby Soon as I get home, I'll be fucking you Go on and spread 'em baby Get right, get right, I'mma hit it right I'mma hit it right yeah, I'mma hit it right Get right, get right, I'mma hit it right I'mma hit it right yeah, I'mma hit it right You know I'mma 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 tryna fight through the hoes 'cause Soon as I get home, I'll be fucking you Assume the position baby Soon as I get home, I'll be fucking you Go on and spread 'em baby Get right, get right, I'mma hit it right I'mma hit it right yeah, I'mma hit it right Get right, get right, I'mma hit it right I'mma hit it right yeah, I'mma hit it right When I walk up in the house have nothing on when I get home Hit it with the left hit it with the right you can call me Quavo Larry Holmes My bitch she's not basic at all, I walk in the mall buy a bed for her doll She shit on you hoes walking bathroom stalls, she get super nasty on alcohol Pull up in the coupe with the roof missing, got a bad bitch riding with the nipple pierced Blood on the floor dripping my Christians, that's Louboutin if you don't get it Got 5 mamacitas and my eyes low and I got them all on cinco de mayo I spotted her front row at my show make her the trap queen I brought her to the bando Soon as I get home, I'll be fucking you Assume the position baby Soon as I get home, I'll be fucking you Go on and spread 'em baby Get right, get right, I'mma hit it right I'mma hit it right yeah, I'mma hit it right Get right, get right, I'mma hit it right I'mma hit it right yeah, I'mma hit it right
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Written by: Brian Todd Collins, Carl Thompson, Dean Simmons, Dijon Isaiah McFarlane, Dominic Jordan, Faith Evans, Faith Renee Evans, Jason Boyd, Jimmy Giannos, Jr Castro, Kervin Cotten, Quavious Keyate Marshall, Sean Combs
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