Get’cha Some (Snippet) Big Sean

[Intro: Big Sean & Kanye West]
(Plain Pat, what up?)
Uh-huh, Uh
Uh-huh, shit, ugh, uh, you want my shoes?
Uh-huh, uh, you want my shirt?
Uh-huh, my jewels too, nigga? Ugh
Well you need gon' getcha some, gon'-gon' getcha some
Gon' getcha, gon' getcha some, gon'-gon' getcha some
Gon' getcha, gon' getcha some, gon'-gon' getcha some
Gon' getcha, gon' getcha some, gon'-gon' getcha some

[Hook: Big Sean]
Fresh, fresh like I'm wrapped in plastic
Polo, Louie to Gucci, like that's one fresh jacket
They looking at a nigga, like that's one fresh bastard
I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that this cash get?

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
You can't afford the price, so why the hell would you ask it?
Thеse faggots try and snatch it, get they ass in a caskеt
Ya honey love me, she admire the fashion
And I call her "baby girl", just like her dad did
There's 100's on my paper like a smart ass class kid
Because I'm on top my route, like an ad lib
You don't see that Polo man on my chest?
Don't worry, I got a Purple label on my neck
So you need to gon' getcha some, gon'-gon' getcha some
Gon' getcha some, gon'-gon' getcha some
But to get boy you gotta be rich or something
And my attire hard, hard like my dick or something
I made more then ends meat
My nigga BIG told me he was bout the Benji's
I'm in the lime light 'til the point my skin green
And living my dreams 'til the point you should pinch me to convince me