Poppa Jay & The Holy Rollers - Git 'Er Done Lyrics

I'm on a roll, The cops got confirmation
Gotta find myself a new location
They know what I did, And it's bad
Tried to run, Tried to hide
Don't wanna be doing time

They found her tied up in her underwear
In the trunk of my 81' Bel-Air
She took what I had, And wanted more
Didn't comply, Even though I tried
And now its me they're looking for

Ain't gonna catch me, I wanna be free
Y'all can bite me, Ain't going back now
Running till I find my destination
You scream and cry, while I survive
There will be no hesitation

It's been months and I'm still on the run
I got myself a nice little old gun yeah
Ain't stopping me, hard as they try
No body no crime, I do it all the time
I'm doing fine

Mess with the bull you gotta deal with the horns
Told you again and again, I don't know what for
Wanna know where I am, Trying to contact me
You wanna kiss and make up, something doesn't add up
Keep saying you've forgiven me

Something wrong, I can feel it
Hot stuff, girl you know I need it
Look her up when I'm back in town
When I open the door, I'm being knocked to the floor
The cops knew I was coming down

Got caught, No bail
Should've known, I'm headed back to jail
No trust, My end
Keep Saying 'The jig is up my friend'
Got caught, No bail
Should've known, I'm headed back to jail

Got caught, No Bail
No trust
I'll get you girl

I'm gonna getcha!
(You gotta take her out)
I'm gonna getcha!
(You gotta take her out)
I'm gonna getcha!
(You gotta take her out)
I'm gonna getcha!
(You gotta take her out)