Hit It

[Verse 1] Common There’s a gentleman down in Lynch burg On the south side of Tennessee He started cooking that home made whiskey Had his own little recipe Now his name’s on a million labels And you can see it on a billboard sign Got a lot of good ole’ buddy's But Jack Daniels is a friend of mine [Chorus] You got to hit it Get it while the getting good Kick the tires and pop that hood I can’t quit it Wouldn't if I could Sure beats sitting around Knock, knock, knocking on wood Get with it While your biding your time Playing that ready or not I’m gonna take my shot Pop gotta hit it [Verse 2] She was standing behind the eight ball Looking like trouble in a short skirt Hell on heels about yay tall Making it work, making it work The money was on the table My eyes were out of the socket She caught me bent down in front of the ball And the eight ball in the corner pocket [Chorus] Hit it Get it while the getting’s good Kick the tires and pop that hood I can’t quit it Wouldn't if I could Sure ain't sitting here Knock, knock, knocking on wood Get with it While your biding your time Playing that ready or not I’m gonna take my shot Pop gotta hit it [Bridge] Gotta hit it [Verse 3] Got a pool shark honey And a pocket full of money And a bottle of ole’JD You can jump on the bus And party with us But if your running with me running with me [Chorus]