Song Lyric Sunday: The Mightiest Mouse of All

For this week’s Song Lyric Sunday, writers were asked to trudge through an alphabet soup to locate a song with either the letter P or G in the title. In 2010, the UFC invited lighter-weight fighters into their organization. Two years later, the promotion opened their smallest men’s division yet, flyweights. To crown a champion of the new weight class, there was a four-man tournament, ending with Demetrious “Mighty Mouse” Johnson at the top of the heap. Over the next five and a half years and eleven title defenses, Johnson remained the reigning, undisputed king at 125-pounds until losing a split-decision at UFC 227. For as dominant as Johnson was over any and all challengers, he never garnered the appreciation or attention he deserved. Much like Johnson’s walkout song, “Go Get It” by T.I., he decided to transfer his talents to a combat sports promotion that would offer him the respect he’s earned as an elite mixed martial artist, prompting a trade that befuddled fans and pundits; the UFC sent Johnson to ONE Championship for Ben Askren, a talented wrestler, decorated champion with an undefeated record, but well past his prime. Currently, Johnson is on a three-fight win-streak and holds the ONE Championship Flyweight Title.

Lyrics to “Go Get It”:

[Hook]

I gotta grind, won’t stop, hustle won’t quit

Shine like no other, I be on some other shit

I got a high price lifestyle, super bad bitch

If I want it, bet I got it

If I don’t then all I gotta do is

Go, get it, stay about my business

Ball till I fall, floss until I’m finished

I just go, get it, stay about my business

I’m living just to kill it, stacking millions to the ceiling

[Verse 1]

Every day above ground, all I wanna do is ball

Put my money over bitches, put my hustle over all

Louis down to the drawers, Louis Vuitton kicks

Got a Mad Hatter swagger, bitch I’m stupid dumb sick

With a group of young bitches and they’re stupid dumb thick

I’m the marathon man, all I do is run shit

A sophisticated convict, superficial, still official

Multi-million dollar shit, money is the object

Hot shit, bitch, I got a sauna on my arm

Six figure with no diamond, Richard Mille and Vacheron

They just talk about they got it

I’m the upper echelon, though

Bitch, I‘m ’bout that action, you could go on with that convo

I have done more than you dream ’bout

Got your dream bitch and your dream house

On lean passing them beans out

With a bad crew, the whole team high

Go on boy, get seen by, bro you know me, you know I be

Stacking that dough, that’s all I see

I G-O G-E-T I-T

[Hook]

I gotta grind, won’t stop, hustle won’t quit

Shine like no other, I be on some other shit

I got a high price lifestyle, super bad bitch

If I want it, bet I got it

If I don’t then all I gotta do is

Go, get It – stay about my business

Ball til I fall, floss until I’m finished

I just go, Get It – Stay about my business

I’m living just to kill it, stacking millions to the ceiling

[Verse 2]

I live life, fuck late night

Get shitfaced when I take flight

I get paid, no sick days

My outfit’s on switch blade

Don’t sniff yay, but I blow dro’

Bank roll on loco

Still ride with that fo’-fo’

Don’t let my P-O know

Bad white bitch super thick

I’m Ice T, she Coco

She got another bitch, them other bitches

Her ass fat, face so-so, no paper trail

No phone call, no emails, no photos

Just backshot, with that fat butt

And low blow headbutts in slow-mo

A Purple label, Polo and Akoo, that’s all I do

Man I Striver Row my denim in my new Margiela shoes

Man, we be cool if we just parle, on Margharita Molly

And the strongest pack around bumpin’ Sade out in Maui

We menagin’ for a hobby

We kick it how we kick it

Know you envy how I’m living

Chicks just can’t resist this pimping

Get the million ’bout my business

Bro you know me, you know I be

Stacking that dough that’s all I see

I G-O G-E-T I-T

[Hook]

I gotta grind, won’t stop, hustle won’t quit

Shine like no other, I be on some other shit

I got a high price lifestyle, super bad bitch

If I want it, bet I got it

If I don’t then all I gotta do is

Go, get it, stay about my business

Ball till I fall, floss until I’m finished

I just go, get it, stay about my business

I’m living just to kill it, stacking millions to the ceiling

Prompted from Song Lyric Sunday at: https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2021/01/02/parental-guidance/.

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