Skippa Jones - Get Loose Baby

Skip the jokes, back, back at it Back, back, back at it
Back at it, skip the jokes, back at it
I'm here, I'm here, hell, fuckin' here
I'm here, hell, fuckin' here

It's the summer, twenty-three, havin' fun Roll a G, roll two, roll three
Passing licks on me, need to blunt, need the light
He wants to smoke all day, all night Alright, alright, alright
Yeah, that's tight, loosen up, loosen up Loosen, loosen, loosen up

Hey, that's tight, loosen up Get right, baby, grab your butt, uh
Smack that ass, do your hair What you thinking about, I don't care
I said get over there, and over there, uh Get wild with me, get loose
Get, get wild with me, get loose You my caboose

And I'ma choose what I wanna do, I'ma wanna do it
I know I love my music, and your vibin' to it
Stoney Toto, MQ, I'm using Joy's, baby Skip the jokes and the mashed potato, baby
At the KFC, eatin' fried chicken

With the motherfucker, all you wishin' That you had, I'ma go get it
I'ma grab, I'ma grab it all We gon' hit the mall
Hit the VIP car service Hit the VIP car service
And we gon' hit the mall And we gon' buy a baby, yeah

Skip the jokes, we gettin' ready You know we in the fuckin' city
You know we gettin' really bitty All day, baby, all day, baby, yeah
This is fun You drinkin' rum
Long Island Ice Tea Ooh-wee, ooh, doggy

How you doin'? Yeah? Why don't you run
I been doin' this for years And you cheers, ooh
That's my dog, and that's my dog Over there, man
Over there, man Over there That's my dude, that's my dog, yo, I swear

Written by:
Skippa Jones

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