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Get Right Video (MV)




Performed By: Artist Rell
Length: 2:18
Written by: Terrell Yarborough




Artist Rell - Get Right Lyrics




Get it right get it right
F*ck around get u pop off
Niggas really trying to bust off
I feel like a rockstar
I got my tongue out like goat can't be stop
Winning 6 rings micheal Jordan
Got a story to tell
I feel like the greatest
Can't be stop! Niggas ain't hot
Pull up on ur block

I'm yung lightskin nigga
Trying to finesse the bitches
These niggas ain't your bro
They would smile in ur face and do the most
I feel like the most wanted
Making history
Put my city on the map
Traps calling back to back
Trapping every night
Trying feed my family
Pull up in that foreign thing
People getting jealous
Treat my enemy like friend
It's all about making moves
Ain't taken no loses
Money coming in super fast
Tell that girl I gotta blast
The Money is calling
Balling so hard can't feel my legs
U know I'm going stupid

Ran off the block with pack
Sit in the corner store with Mac
I'm jugging and finessing
Trump talking about making America great
This shit going down hill
It's out of control not in hands
Hop on the wave
Pave the wave for y'all yung niggas
I'm milly rockin do the 6 on my block
The deeds on my ass
Nike tech and presto's that wat I wear
U know it ain't fair!
Hop on the gear
Spend that bag on a northface
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Get it right get it right
F*ck around get u pop off
Niggas really trying to bust off
I feel like a rockstar
I got my tongue out like goat can't be stop
Winning 6 rings micheal Jordan
Got a story to tell
I feel like the greatest
Can't be stop! Niggas ain't hot
Pull up on ur block

I'm yung lightskin nigga
Trying to finesse the bitches
These niggas ain't your bro
They would smile in ur face and do the most
I feel like the most wanted
Making history
Put my city on the map
Traps calling back to back
Trapping every night
Trying feed my family
Pull up in that foreign thing
People getting jealous
Treat my enemy like friend
It's all about making moves
Ain't taken no loses
Money coming in super fast
Tell that girl I gotta blast
The Money is calling
Balling so hard can't feel my legs
U know I'm going stupid

Ran off the block with pack
Sit in the corner store with Mac
I'm jugging and finessing
Trump talking about making America great
This shit going down hill
It's out of control not in hands
Hop on the wave
Pave the wave for y'all yung niggas
I'm milly rockin do the 6 on my block
The deeds on my ass
Nike tech and presto's that wat I wear
U know it ain't fair!
Hop on the gear
Spend that bag on a northface
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Writer: Terrell Yarborough
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