Young Jeezy

Young Jeezy - Let's Get It lyrics

Tryin' to get Boston George and Diego money

Stack it all up like Lego money

Played with them blocks, call it Tetris

Real talk a hundred carats in my necklace

Look up in the sky and tell me what you see

The clouds, no nigga, not me

I see opportunity, I'm a opportunist

Nigga, you heard what I said, "I'm a opportunist"

Soft to hard, white to green

All these free agents, you better build your team

I come to take the game like John Madden

'Cause I played in the game like John Madden

The world is yours and everything in it

It's out there, get on your grind and get it, ay

Hands in the air, sky's the limit, nigga, hands in the air, yeah

The world is yours and every bitch in it

It's out there, get on your grind and get it, ay

Hands in the air, sky's the limit, nigga, hands in the air, yeah

Do anything you put your mind to, put your grind to

Forgetful ass, nigga, must I remind you

Men do what they want, boys do what they can

And it ain't no secret, I'm a grown ass man

With my hands on the Bible and I solemnly swear

Leave the mall with more shoes than I can possibly wear

Niggas still hatin' but they can kiss my ass

Still get a hard on when I count that cash

I give 'em the squares, he give me the bag

I give 'em the squares, he give me the cash

And that's what the fuck a call an' even exchange

And if there's anything extra, you can keep the change

The world is yours and everything in it

It's out there, get on your grind and get it, ay

Hands in the air, sky's the limit, nigga, hands in the air, yeah

The world is yours and every bitch in it

It's out there, get on your grind and get it, ay

Hands in the air, sky's the limit, nigga, hands in the air, yeah

Grind sundown 'til it comes up again

Stay down 'til we come back up again

It's all in the game, the ups, the downs

It's all in the game, the O's, the pounds

The shit was all good just a week ago

Whole click was eatin' good just a week ago

It's all good, nigga, give us a month

Thinking of a master plan while I smoke this blunt

Went to Houston and back now, everybody got coupes

Put the word in the street that supply the troops

I just call 'em how I see 'em

Serve these niggas third person, dog, I ain't tryin' to see 'em

The world is yours and everything in it

It's out there, get on your grind and get it, ay

Hands in the air, sky's the limit, nigga, hands in the air, yeah

The world is yours and every bitch in it

It's out there, get on your grind and get it, ay

Hands in the air, sky's the limit, nigga, hands in the air, yeah

The world is yours and everything in it

It's out there, get on your grind and get it, ay

Hands in the air, sky's the limit, nigga, hands in the air, yeah

The world is yours and every bitch in it

It's out there, get on your grind and get it, ay

Hands in the air, sky's the limit, nigga, hands in the air, yeah

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