Get Right

[Intro] *singing begins* Yeah (laughs) It's ya homie OG Cool Smooth Criminal Sco, You know how it go Westwood P, What up doe? (What Up Doe Ladies) [Hook] I'm tryna get right tonight (Tonight) So please pour something in my cup and roll another joint up Lets get fried Yeah its time for us to get gone Tell DJ to turn up my song Let's get it on Let's get it on, on (Repeat) Verse 747 Extendo, first class seat by the window Blowing Urkle with a bad bitch, with her ass thick, knowing Sco ain't for the Winslow No cuffing, just sex and weed to be puffing Roll that tree, no need for discussion, just sit back cuz we gone be stuck and We in the frat house my dudes, smoke phi smoke in the room She got Rossi poured in her cup and I got easter pink in my two Doubled cupped up, keeping it cool, both fucked up, we in that mood Got iRock steady bangin them tunes and my nigga D-Mo live acting a fool (yeah) Smooth criminal, get a load of a nigga Raw papers, getting loaded with killa All a nigga know is I'm blow til I blow And when a nigga get on I'm a blow a little bigger I'm roll 2 for my nigga Cozart He don't even smoke but that nigga go hard Ask yo girl when we touring yo parts Who came thru stunting then tore up her parts ahh [Hook] [Verse 2] 3.2 in my doobs yeah me and fools, we get it in And the kid blow loud how loud so loud tell the haters I ain't hearing them FITB Freaks showing me the blank like hey Sco come fill it in Til I hit em with the act right, then they all start finicking We in this bitch like olympics, when you see us pass that flame All we do is smoke with class, so yo better pass that thang I'm loud packing, high tripping, low is somewhere my mind isn't Hot boxing and bong ripping with TK and like 5 women I'm too cool for you lames, too high to be plain And I sure ain't looking for photos taking headshots of Rose' She said she hate Rose, I said well then stop swallowin my shit She said I'm big headed, I said well keep yo eyes up off my dick And I'm gone [Hook]