[Intro: Peedi Crakk]
Hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
[Verse 1: Peedi Crakk]
Come and get it, I don't know what the fuck to do wit it
I wrote it down, took it to the studio and spit it
I tried to knock it in the game of soccer, they ain't kick it
I twist it up in the Dutch Master, lit it and hit it
My girl won't lick it, my moms won't cook it
The cops won't book it, my squad ain't with it
I shot it point black with a gauge, it's still livin'
I tried to take it to Jamal, I pray and still sinnin'
A pair of pliers won’t grip it, icepicks won't stick it
I took it to Jigga, he couldn't do nothin' with it
I threw it in the river, motherfucker started swimmin'
I bagged it up, put it on the block and couldn't flip it
Who the fuck gon' buy it? The Roc won't drop it
Maybe if I put up a "For Sale" sign, somebody'd cop it
State penitentiary cellblocks can't lock it
Hot shyt, bitch, DJ Screw can't chop it
[Chorus: Peedi Crakk]
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
[Verse 2: Black Thought]
Uh, come and get it, who want it? I got it, I'm runnin' with it
I brung it from Philly-Philly where them crimes get committed
Them rhymes is terrific, beyond scientific
I took it up in the gym, nobody couldn't lift it
Where the hell I'm gon' send it where people gon' dig it?
I took it to Rich, he said "It's somethin' wrong with it"
He took it to ?uestlove, he on the phone with it
He took it to Pitchfork, it couldn't get a sentence
Who the fuck gon' touch it, if Snoop won't puff it
The streets don't love it, your peeps won't plug it?
I took it to Jigga, he said it wasn't in the budget
We took it to Jazzy Jeff, the brother couldn't cut it
I wonder who gon' knock it, the world gon' rock it
The squad gon' profit, your girl gon' jock it
I lost my wallet, glad I had it in my pocket
When I'm up in the party, come and see me get retarded – ha!
[Chorus: Peedi Crakk]
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
[Verse 3: Tu Phace aka Mike Taylor]
Yo, come and get it, I admit it, I spit it kinda different
They–tried to put me in a box, I wouldn't fit in it
Coke – wasn't shippin' it
Dro – wasn't hittin' it
But flippin' them downloads and folks stay clickin' it
Labels won't push it, T-Pain won't hook it
After brodie, its campaign, straight George Bush'ed it
Showed it to John McCain, he said it wasn't crooked
Opened the champagne when Obama ran and took it
The kids won't heat it, the blogs gon' delete it
I sent it to L.A., the nigga couldn't Reid it
I gave it to MJ and my homie couldn't "Beat It" (Hee-hee!)
I showed it to Stevie and he said he couldn't see it
Where the hell I'm gon' spread it? My city don't get it
The radio gon' edit, the journalists won't sweat it
Dig it, I don't give a shit about a critic
I'm young, fresh, and gifted and I spit it how I live it
Come and get it!
[Chorus: Peedi Crakk]
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
[Verse 4: Young Chris]
Uh, Pops wouldn't raise it, Just won't Blaze it
Judge wouldn't free it, Charles couldn't see it
And even if they had the horoscope, couldn't read it (No)
He took it upon his self since Def Jam won't release it
Said a artist couldn't paint it, a poet couldn't speak it
A bullet couldn't seek it, bad karma couldn't reap it
Said a farmer couldn't grow it, cleaners couldn't sew it
Johnny Depp couldn't 'Blow' it, BET wouldn't show it
Said the law couldn't cuff it, my lungs wouldn't puff it
Tone couldn't Touch it, even the phone couldn't crush it
Said a holster couldn't tuck it, Superhead can't suck it
It's born to rock off, explosion, one of the toughest
Said a barber couldn't cut it, rain couldn't flood it
McCain can't beat it, so Barack had to lead it
It's the Roc, motherfuckers, G-Shock undefeated
This flow is so insane, T-Wayne "Can't Believe It"" – motherfuckers!
[Chorus: Peedi Crakk]
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
[Verse 5: Wale]
Okay, Peedi said kill it, euthanasia's in the building
And Wale been on his business since Gang of Six kill it
The people gon' feel it, a leader in the building
I lead it to my people, niggas hated just a smidget
The city can't stop it, no keys gon' lock it
Believe I been popular, the freaks who been clockin'
The beggars can't borrow, the record sales droppin'
Name another new nigga with a sicker Twitter followin'
The politics are part of it, the radio ain't on it
Promoters say that most of them are 'fraid of my performance
I'm flawless wit' the spittin, the rappers don't live it
My Saint Laurent lenses, my Infrared 6's
My Infrared Max's and I ain't even matchin'
So go on an' bring the bitches, and Peedi bring the Backwoods
And I'ma get some action, who said I won't do it?
I'ma take you out the game, you Mutombo to it – motherfucker
[Chorus: Peedi Crakk]
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
Come and get it, come and get it, hot shyt, hot shyt
