Gettin', gettin', gettin'
G-gettin', gettin', g-gettin'

I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head
I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head
I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head
I was wit da kinda girl that make ya toes fly

I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head (DTP hustle)
I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head (DTP hustle)
I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head (DTP hustle)
I was wit da kinda girl that make ya toes fly (DTP)

Yo, you know...
You know you niggas want a bitch like me
Apple Bottoms with the wifebeater rockin' Nike's
All the niggas in the hood wanna call me wifey
If you got a pretty dolla then I probably might be
You niggas poppin' collas while ya bitches pop P's
I'ma do this for my ridas that get out about E
Thinkin' you can pop me, man, ya need to stop please
See me flyin' through your war in a Drop Top V
I'm in the Pop Top Three, and my Pop's got G's
So the watch got chilly, and the rocks got freeze
And ya broads act silly, gotta jack my stee's
Quit slippin' on ya pimpin', ma, ya boy chose me
And now he yellin' hey Lil' Mamma, can you gimme a sec
Got a lil' somethin'-somethin' 'bout as big as your leg
This nigga out and while he talkin', so I knew he was wet
And 'bout like six in the mornin', he forgot what he said

And I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head
I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head
I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head
I was wit da kinda girl that make ya toes fly

I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head (DTP hustle)
I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head (DTP hustle)
I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head (DTP hustle)
I was wit da kinda girl that make ya toes fly (DTP hustle)

You know I keep like four, five woofers in the trunk
I turn it to the max so you can feel it when it bump
When you go to DTP we give the people what they want
And when it come to hustle, Joe, you know we ain't no punk
And you catch me in the town, we blowin' dro and gettin' drunk
And when we hit the party, Joe, you know we keep it crunk
Ya nigga actin' tough, he on the floor or gettin' stomped
Don't act like you don't know, now tell ya ho to pass the blunt
Ya bitches wanna be me 'cause you know that I'm the shit
Ya see me on the TV 'cause I roll wit Ludacris
Don't hate Shawnna, baby, just be mad at who you wit
I keep a couple handles so you know I'm too legit
So you wanna stab me 'cause you know I'm 'bout my bread
And don't you try to play me fo' a joke about my cash
I bet I hit the tip, I got my heat up out the stash
I hit him on the low and shawty, this is what he said

I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head
I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head
I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head
I was wit da kinda girl that make ya toes fly

I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head (DTP hustle)
I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head (DTP hustle)
I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head (DTP hustle)
I was wit da kinda girl that make ya toes fly (DTP hustle)

I was... gettin'-gettin'
Gettin'-gettin' some head
I was... gettin'-gettin'
I was wit da kinda girl that make ya toes fly

I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head
I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head
I was gettin' some head, gettin'-gettin' some head
I was wit da kinda girl that make ya toes fly

I was...