Get Down       [Amil]    Oh shhhh    Yo Jon-John this track is crazy       [Jon-John]    You know how i do    Browntown, Roc-A-Fella       [Amil]    Where my ballers at? Where my thugs at?    Where my fellows at?    Where my coins at? Where my bitches at?    Where my ladies at?    Where my ballers at? Where my thugs at?    Where my fellows at?    Where my coins at? Where my bitches at?    Where my ladies at?       Let me know what tha deal, keep it real    If you wanna build    Ain't nothing wrong with a roughneck    Rockin' dirty Timbs, baggy jeans, and a nice chest    What you do on the low?    You Bling-bling    You's a thug for sure, I want ice cold ice, hit me off    Wanna break me off, you gotta break me off    Break me off       Chorus:    However you wanna get down    I can get down, baby, like you get down    You know I don't play around    If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down    However you wanna get down    I can get down, baby, like you get down    You know I don't play around    If you got diamonds, maybe we can get down, get down       Can I live? Let me live, you want me    Then you gotta give    I'm a bad girl, such a bad girl    Not a hot girl, but a rock girl    Drive a drop girl    Hair is done, body's right    You wanna touch cause I'm just that tight    We can roll, we can stroll but I gotta let you know    I ain't giving out without doe       Chorus:       So if you wanna get with me    Then diamonds is what I need    You are what I need    And if you want to make me happy    Then give me some of your cream    Give it to me baby, give it to me, give it to me       [Amil]    Rap:    Uh huh, yeah    Amilliyon, Major Coins    Uh    It be the brokest niggas always talking shit    I don't even notice niggas who can't offer shit    What that look like, a broke nigga flossin this    Major Coin, meaning high costing bitch    Only a baller in fact can keep me in the minks    To the small of my back, I'm just keeping it real    Letting y'all know from the gate, no papes, no scrapes    You ain't hungry for it, no plates    Mother fucker you'll get clowned first    Treat you like a corner scrub slinging an ounce of dirt    Think about it, what sound worse?    Telling my Coins you broke, or you drowned the purse?    See only official bitches wifey of a rich nigga    A smart bitch, fuck with no trick niggas    Them grimy bitches fuck with stick niggas    And a dumb bitch just fuck you for your dick nigga       Chorus