Get Down
Diplomats Lyrics


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Remember I'm a man of respect (remember)
Remember Santana was next
Now its not techs, its checks and fancy collects
I want his wrist, fist, whole had, jammed with baguettes
Pose for the camera man me and Santana man

Word to my grand ma he one bad mamma jamma, damn
So I don't write for the stardom
I get, booted, zooted, write down my problems
I've been through it headed right for the bottom
D.C. naw, would've been a sniper in Harlem (so what)

That's why I throw some doe to my cody from Kosovo
Help me get on overflow (shhh) no one suppose to know
But she lay me up like the prime minister
Thousand grams of dope smellin' like Hine Vinegar
That was a lot to linger, but to the top I bring her

But when it came to dope, I always copped in fingers
Money missin', oh shit I almost chopped some fingers
Slit some wrist, that's when they said oh shit he's not a singer
Fuck the rap, fuck the movies, fuck Siskel and Ebert
This pistol I'll squeeze it, missiles if needed (killa)

Remember I'm gonna spend my cake
Remember Jim we getting out of five eights (projects)
Now chefs will fry us steaks (that's true) it's a higher stake
Swiss accounts I'm goin' show you how to wire cake
And we from BBQ, now you a CEO, direct a video

Your own album here we go
That's my man anytime I holla, holla with me
We shared chicken sandwiches they was a $1.50
But you seven dollars, nickel bag and white owl
I hope the chicken sandwich last us through the night child

We ain't care we didn't sleep we was night owls
Insomniacs our life styles compatible
Magical pops gone, shit tragical
Mom's on mission, my house is where the attics chill
I'm like a teacher, I need me a sabbatical

Its not irrational, I grew up radical
And you all are shook, I bought all my crooks
Fuck you R&B niggas Zeek sing all the hooks




Tito and Brick yes yes come again
They came sun or rain when I had that stomach pain (what else)

Overall Meaning

The Diplomats' "Get Down" is a song about the struggles of growing up in the inner city and the determination to build success despite the odds. The lyrics are powerful, reflective, and gritty. Cam'ron and Santana provide a powerful duo of lyrics that keep the listener nodding their head throughout the song.


The song begins by reminding people that the Diplomats are men of respect who started from nothing but managed to build their success through hard work and determination. Cam'ron reflects on how their paths began, where Santana was next and now they are enjoying the fruits of their labor. He goes on to express that now he wants everything he can have, and not only does he want it, he wants it wrapped around his wrists, fists, and even his whole hand.


Cam'ron then reminisces on his past and how he got to this point in his career. He shares his struggles and how he almost didn't make it to where he is now. He trusts in his passion for writing and how he uses his writing to deal with his problems. Despite the tough times, he continues to move forward and rise to the top.


Line by Line Meaning

Remember I'm a man of respect (remember)
Don't forget that I am an honorable person


Remember Santana was next
Remember Santana was my close associate


Now its not techs, its checks and fancy collects
Nowadays the focus is on money and living a lavish lifestyle


I want his wrist, fist, whole had, jammed with baguettes
I desire for him to have plenty of expensive jewelry.


Pose for the camera man me and Santana man
Let's take a picture together, me and my friend Santana.


Word to my grand ma he one bad mamma jamma, damn
I'm telling you, my grand ma knew Santana was one cool and impressive guy.


So I don't write for the stardom
I do not write music for the attention and fame.


I get, booted, zooted, write down my problems
I drink and smoke heavily and express my feelings through writing music.


I've been through it headed right for the bottom
I have had a rough life and have hit rock bottom.


D.C. naw, would've been a sniper in Harlem (so what)
If I lived in D.C., I would have pursued being a sniper in Harlem - but it is irrelevant now.


That's why I throw some doe to my cody from Kosovo
I send money to my friend, Cody from Kosovo.


Help me get on overflow (shhh) no one suppose to know
Cody helps me financially and it's meant to be kept a secret.


But she lay me up like the prime minister
But Cody treats me well and makes me feel important.


Thousand grams of dope smellin' like Hine Vinegar
I have a lot of drugs - smelling like high-quality vinegar.


That was a lot to linger, but to the top I bring her
I know that's a lot to take in, but Cody is helping me rise to the top.


But when it came to dope, I always copped in fingers
When buying drugs, I always purchase them in small amounts using my fingers.


Money missin', oh shit I almost chopped some fingers
When my money goes missing, I get so angry I almost cut off someone's fingers.


Slit some wrist, that's when they said oh shit he's not a singer
I got so upset that I cut my own wrist and people realized I am not just a singer.


Fuck the rap, fuck the movies, fuck Siskel and Ebert
I hate rap music, movies, and movie critics Siskel and Ebert.


This pistol I'll squeeze it, missiles if needed (killa)
I am willing and able to use my gun and other weapons if necessary.


Remember I'm gonna spend my cake
Remember I plan on spending my money.


Remember Jim we getting out of five eights (projects)
Remember Jim and I are leaving the five-eights housing projects.


Now chefs will fry us steaks (that's true) it's a higher stake
Now we will eat steak prepared by cooks, we are in a higher social position now.


Swiss accounts I'm goin' show you how to wire cake
I am going to show you how to wire money to Swiss bank accounts.


And we from BBQ, now you a CEO, direct a video
We used to be from BBQ, now you are a CEO directing videos.


Your own album here we go
Now, you have your own album to work on.


That's my man anytime I holla, holla with me
You are my friend and I will always remember to call you.


We shared chicken sandwiches they was a $1.50
We used to share chicken sandwiches that cost only $1.50.


But you seven dollars, nickel bag and white owl
Nowadays, you smoke marijuana that is much more expensive and use special wrapping paper.


I hope the chicken sandwich last us through the night child
I hope we can share another simple and cheap meal tonight.


We ain't care we didn't sleep we was night owls
We had a lot of fun and didn't sleep much, we were night owls.


Insomniacs our life styles compatible
We were both insomniacs and our lifestyles were compatible.


Magical pops gone, shit tragical
My beloved father is gone and it has been hard for me to cope.


Mom's on mission, my house is where the attics chill
My mother is busy with her work and I am struggling to deal with things on my own.


I'm like a teacher, I need me a sabbatical
I am very tired and need to take a break like a teacher would after a long period of time.


Its not irrational, I grew up radical
It's not unreasonable for me to have extreme beliefs - that is how I was raised.


And you all are shook, I bought all my crooks
You are all intimidated by me, but I've hired all of my criminal associates.


Fuck you R&B niggas Zeek sing all the hooks
I don't like R&B music and I want Zeek to sing all of the hooks in my songs.


Tito and Brick yes yes come again
I am happy to see my friends Tito and Brick again.


They came sun or rain when I had that stomach pain (what else)
They were always there for me, in good times and bad - like when I had severe stomach pain.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: MARVIN P GAYE, CAM'RON GILES, CHAD WES HAMILTON, IVY JO HUNTER

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