[Chorus: Bill Chill]
Do you mind if we
You and me, me, me, me, me, me we be gettin' it on?
[Verse 1: Gangsta Blac & Playa Fly]
See, I pray 'fore every meal, man, that's the way it is
Hell never had me, probably couldn't handle me, so I sit and chill
Peelin' greens off money stacks, showin' love where love is at
Different strokes for different folks, that ana' keep these devils back
Keep my head above my shoulder, wiser as I'm gettin' older
Pay attention, sit and listen, comprehend, don't make me fold ya
Lay back like that Mack, but I'm G-Blac, Lil' Mon done told ya, fools
Keep Blac down when playas jackin', you don't wanna test his cool
T. Wright, ain't no stoppin' us, we risin', lurkin' plenty people
When you switch from good to bad, your good, it brings you lots of people
Sippin' on some Crooked I, dodgin' all you player haters
Brother Bill, he know the deal, 'cause boy, it gon' get greater later
Alligators breachin' surface, gotta keep 'em underwater
On my hands and knees, I'm prayin', "Please, help us make it, Father"
Deal with us today, 'cause yesterday, is we dead and gone
Thou shalt not fake it once he make it—until then, we be gettin' it on
[Chorus: Bill Chill]
All night long, ain't nothin' wrong if we be gettin it
Gettin' it, gettin' it on
[Verse 2: Playa Fly]
Risin' with the early sun, now my day has just begun
Ganja on my shoulder as I'm makin' sure I'd take a gun
Today is the first day of the rest of my life
I'm thinkin' 'bout my family and wonderin' will we be alright
Strollin' through the cuts as I aim for the wall of fame
'94 was on to me, but know it'll never be the same
Mane, it gets no greater later even for you player haters
Always for the innovators, sometimes for you desecrators
Ibn lives a players life, havin' dreams of much in sight
Have a game to campaign? What you got up for tonight?
Winin', dinin', feelin' fine and claimin' clouds of number nine
And hella killer's what I'm talkin' 'bout, Mountain Funk I might be climbin'
Now you see me smilin', lookin' wild and got a loced out face
Suckers think they close to me, deep inside I feel disgrace
Playa Fly will never mention pain for attention Jon
Prayin' that I make it home, stayin' full of holy dope, gettin' it on
[Chorus: Bill Chill]
Gettin' It on, you make me feel like gettin' it on
What I wanna do, what I wanna do, son, me and you
Be gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it, hey, gettin' it
Hey, we be gettin' it on
[Verse 3: Playa Fly]
Livin' for the week to end, now you know it's on again
Playa lovin' Friday, this is Flyday, and I'm clockin' in
Make my way to S.P.L. just to yell up at Lil' Frog
Then we try to take it easy, but we still stay 'bout our hogg
Now I chill for every thrill, only got one life to live
Don't believe in afterlife, but wonderin' where Heaven is
Still, I focus on the streets, obstacles I have to beat
Petty games like shootin' dice, a player learn not to cheat
I trial from a rival competition that I love to see
Players just supportin' me, bringin' out the best in me
And when the real ones hear me shout, then we playin' to party out
'Til some players fallin' out and endin', we don't think about and
What you callin' clout? Mane, we have that paper oh so long
Don't keep Fly be doin' wrong, too much my cursin' in my songs
Yeah, this still's on, Playa gotta thank the man above
Never show enough respect, but Ibn givin' plenty love
Love to see us get togethe, Bill Chill, Carlos, P
Slick and Tony Bone, Chante', Gangsta B, and Playa Wheez'
If we get to awaken', shakin', breakin' player haters down
Suckers make us wait, we don't play, and you know
We be gettin' it on
[Outro: Bill Chill & Playa Fly]
Gettin' It on, you make me feel like gettin' it on
What I wanna do, what I wanna do, son, me and you
Be gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it, hey, gettin' it
Hey, we be get it on
Get it on, mane, gotta get it on, mane
Gotta get it on, mane, I wanna be gettin' it on
Gotta get it on, mane, gotta get it on, mane
'Cause my pimpin' strong
