Discover the poetic beauty in ‘I Get It In [Edited Version][Edit]’ by 50 Cent. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of 50 Cent or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
I get down, I get down, I get down (yeah, yeah)
I get down, I get down (I like the way that sounds)
I get down, I get down, I get down (yeah, yeah)
I get down, I get down
Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Get it, get it, get it hot
Oh, I think she like me, hell yeah, she like me
My watch game crazy, Audemar’s so icy
She like it when I stunt, me I’m what she want
I’m in that rich nigga fraternity, we only talk bread
Got money out the asshole, the money on my head
Don’t mean nothing, I said don’t mean nothing
The Rosé in the Rover, I’m drinking and I’m driving
That nigga try and get at me I’m pulling out and firing
To see if I’m stunting, the piece it ain’t nothing
Lawyer fees ain’t nothing, I just blow a little something
Now shorty got a thing for me, she feel like I’m the shit
My guess is I’m the kind of nigga she wanna be with
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Get it, get it, get it hot
(She want me, yeah yeah, she want me)
(She want me, why you think she on me?)
Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Get it, get it, get it hot
(She want me, yeah yeah, she want me)
(She want me, why you think she on me?)
I’m a substitute teacher, welcome to Sex Ed
She’ll be an A student time she get out my bed
I’m flashy, I’m rolling with the stones
Get at me, I’m moving with the chrome
A made man, a Don Corleone
No matter where I’m at I’m doing what the f*ck I want
I’m shining, my wrists all canary
Now try me, I keep a shooter near me
I’m grinding like I ain’t made my first mil’
Like I ain’t signed a first deal, like I ain’t at the first meal
I’m hungry, I really want it all
Now watch me, I’ll show you how to ball
Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Get it, get it, get it hot
(She want me, yeah yeah, she want me)
(She want me, why you think she on me?)
Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Get it, get it, get it hot
(She want me, yeah yeah, she want me)
(She want me, why you think she on me?)
Life in the fast lane, fast car, fast cash
Freak bitch, fast ass
I’m where the money at, mane, fast on the draw
Fast running from the law
She like the bad boys, the bad boys, the bad boys
She like the bad boys, the bad boys, the bad boys
Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Get it, get it, get it hot
(She want me, yeah yeah, she want me)
(She want me, why you think she on me?)
Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Get it, get it, get it, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
Get it, get it, get it hot
(She want me, yeah yeah, she want me)
(She want me, why you think she on me?)
Get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it
Get it, get it, get it