[Intro]Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it (Paula Perry)Get it, get it, get it, get it (Paula Perry here I come)Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it (You wanna battle Paula Perry?)Get it, get it, get it, get it (Here I come again settin' trends)Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it (Paula Perry)Get it, get it, get it, get it (The Queen of Fort Greene)Get it, get it, get it, get it, get it (Paula Perry)Get it, get it, get it, get it (Here I come)[Verse 1]Aw yeah, it's Paula P and PremierWe risin' out the cuts, what? Jealous eyes wanna stareWho cares? I double-dareFulton aves, pay a fare when you're comin' throughEvery day I get saluted by gods on the boulevardIn my mind I know it's hardSo I'm tryin' to build somethin' upThrow the dice, raise the dank upI take a bitch back in the days when we had cars we used to crank upSmack 'em up, smell the coffeeGet up off me, chick, I'm on top of this, pleaseAssessing needs on bonds at Mickey D'sPure like nuns, score all his needsMore than a woman like the Bee GeesBut I still squeeze theseHollow heads for hard headsI shock a bitch and have her wig lookin' like ChakaKhan, word is bond, napalm bombs we drop up in your lawn[Chorus]Ayo, extra, extra, read the headlinesWe plantin' landmines, we get up in that ass every timeYou better ask somebody, young GottisFast hotties, what, what, we in your lobbyExtra, extra, read the headlinesWe plantin' landmines, we get up in that ass every timeYou better ask somebody, young GottisFast hotties, wanted posters in the lobby[Verse 2]Yeah, check the inside edition, Premier, strap 'em to the chairWe gon' make 'em listen, I'll hold your earsHostage, let's get it onTop story shit, Fox Five, tell Penny CroneI can see it now, you're home aloneCheck it, I'm on your fire escapeLookin' at you, check, I got the duct tape, checkI got the apple 'bout to grab you upFrom the back of your wrap, I thrive for that surprised lookKnowin' you're shook, touch tone sudden off the hookBrooknam, ghetto design, close the bookWe hit the cement in Lugz, niggas that wear BossClaimin' to be thugs and chicks that's gossipin' too muchI hold a grudge, what? Tug of warPrepare for the mud, what? P PerrySister Sledge gettin' down and dirty over your headAin't nothin' y'all can do, I'm here, I swearEvery time you hear somethin' I dropMake sure your hear it clear[Chorus]Ayo, extra, extra, read the headlinesWe plantin' landmines, we get up in that ass every timeYou better ask somebody, young GottisFast hotties, what, what, we in your lobby[Verse 3]It's my prerogative like Bobby BrownYou get down, I get around like Pac, y'all sit around and watchI blow the spot, any spot, The TunnelOr S.O.'s, Vertigo's, showin' love to my LatinosNine-eight settin' 'em straight, sippin' V8Familiar face in any place we laceFor y'all gamblers y'all gonna aceElaborate my hate with Paper MatesI'm tryin' to escalate to the rooftopI used to sell blue topsGot credit from the weed spotFrom Trini with the dreadlocksWhen I'm broke I still smoke a lotChoke a lot, cool cops gave a bitch propsOnly faggots bust shotsWhile kids be playin' hopscotchIn broad day, Fort KnoxEvery day around the way it stay hotFG too hot for TVCats rep for GPSigned and sealed, done dealWhat's real is real, uhPaula Perry, here I come again[Chorus]Ayo, extra, extra, read the headlinesWe plantin' landmines, we get up in that ass every timeYou better ask somebody, young GottisFast hotties, what, what, we in your lobbyExtra, extra, read the headlinesWe plantin' landmines, we get up in that ass every timeYou better ask somebody, young GottisFast hotties, wanted posters in the lobby[Outro]Paula PerryPaula Perry here I comePaula PerryPaula Perry here I comePaula PerryHere I come
