Get A Grip
( Tyler / Perry / J. Vallance )
One... two... one two three four...
Got to get a... grip
Skin and bones it ain't such a pity
If you think I'm vain baby shut'cha lip
I can't explain how to be fat city
If ya wanna live large oughta let it rip
Skin and bones it ain't such a pity
Dont'cha gimme no flack honey shut'cha lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're livin' in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip... rip
Once upon a crime I thought I was cool
But I don't want to brag
Once I crossed the line I think I must of zigged
When I should have zagged
Got to get a... grip
Skin and bones it ain't such a pity
If you think I'm vain baby shut'cha lip
I can't explain how to be fat city
If ya gotta live large oughta let it rip
Same old same old every day
If things don't change you're just gonna rot
A 'cause if you do what'choov always done
You'll always get what'choo always got
Uuh... could that be nothin'
Got to get a... grip
Skin and bones it ain't such a pity
If you think I'm vain baby shut'cha lip
I can't explain how to be fat city
If ya gotta live large oughta let it rip
Skin and bones it ain't such a pity
Dont'cha gimmie no flack honey shut'cha lip
You gotta have stones if you're livin' in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip... rip
(Yeah... yeah... yeah...)
(Who knows for sure yeah without a doubt)
Who knows for sure yeah without a doubt
(Yeah... yeah... yeah...)
(What goes on when the lights go out)
What goes on when the lights go out
(Yeah... yeah... yeah...)
(Or who pulls in when I pull out) (Both speakers)
Or who puls in when I pull out (Both speakers)
(And what is a one-eyed trouser trout) (Left speaker only)
(Right speaker only)
Breaker... breaker...
Come in now forty-niner
We have you on approach
Do you read me... over
Four-niner... we have you on approach
Four-niner... do you read me
You're losing altitute... four-niner
Four-niner...
May-day... may-day
May-day... may-day
I was so short-sighted
And now the wrong been righted
I feel so delighted
I get so excited
Skin and bones it ain't such a pity
If ya think I'm vain baby shut'cha lip
I can't explain how to be fat city
If ya gotta live large oughta let it rip
Skin and bones it ain't such a pity
Dont'cha gimmie no flack honey shut'cha lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're livin' in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip
When I get high in a New York minute
Choke that smoke honey crack the whip
Your head gets dead as long as you're in it
You wanna hang loose gotta soften the Grip
Skin and bones it ain't such a pity
Dont'cha gimme no flack honey shut'cha lip
Ya gotta have stones if you're livin' in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip
