Wanna Get To Know U

Tony Yayo

[Chorus - Joe] 
I wanna get to know you 
I really wanna fuck you, baby 
One dose of your lovin 
I'm simply gon' drive you, crazy 

I wanna be your lover 
I wanna get to know you, baby 
One dose of your lovin 
I'm simply gon' drive you, crazy 

[Young Buck] 
I'm lovin how you look in my eyes 
Swingin them hips when you pass 
I'm visualizin my name tatooed on that ass, baby 
Jump on this Harley 
Lets go smoke some of that Bob Marley 
Sip some Bacardi 
Then go pull up at the afterparty 
I think we make a perfect couple 
But you think I'm trouble 
Maybe thats the reason you gave me the wrong number 
She got me feelin like "maybe she the wrong woman" 
Think I'ma be chasin a chicken head - you on somethin 
Your toes painted hair fixed all the time 
And your Gucci boots the same color as mine 
If you read between the lines you can see that I want you 
I betcha I have you doin what you said that you won't do 
Make a decision shorty good things don't last long 
Your girlfriend keep showin me that thong 
Before I head home 
I'ma stop at your house and blow the horn 
If you come outside you know it's on 
Holla at cha boy! 

[Chorus] 

[Lloyd Banks] 
Lately she's been frustrated with the baller 
Wonder why I don't call her 
Maybe because I'm busy and she need someone to spoil her 
It gets annoyin from time to time I gotta ignore her 
In order to let her know that we friends and nuttin' more 
She loves it when I'm in town 
Hate it when I'm not around 
I get her and wear it down 
Next door neighboors hear the sound 
Pictures hittin the ground 
It's enough to hold us down 
I'm stickin 'n' movin 'n' cruisin after the third round 
Just lay back baby and let me drive you crazy 
I can make a 40-year-old feel like a young lady 
I admit I fell in love with her frame (yeah) 
And to make her feel special I let her call me by my government name 
Her panties wet over fame 
Fell in love with my chain 
I wonder if I wasn't a entertainer would she remain 
Surroundin me houndin me tryna be my only 
I'm not your boyfriend I'm your homie (homie) 

[Chorus] 

[50 Cent] 
(Yeah) What would fuck me up more 
Watchin her lick her lips 
Or watchin her walk she hypnotize me with her hips man (yeah) 
I sweet talk her if she like 
Cause all she really want is a nigga to treat her right, right? 
Look I'm legit now I used to break laws 
Now you can reap the benefits of world tours 
Big house big Benz girl it yours 
Mink coats Italian shoes stones with no flaws 
You ain't got to look like a model for me to adore you 
All you gotta do is love me and be loyal 
Don't indulge in my past fuck what happened before you 
Cause of me some honeys gon' hate you that never saw you 
Come here, let my touch on you I'll let you touch on me 
Put my tongue on you you put your tongue on me 
Let me ride on you and you can ride on 
We can do it all the night 
We can have a balla night 

[Chorus] 

I wanna get to know you 
I really fuck you, baby 
One dose of your lovin 
I'm simply gon' drive you, crazy 

I wanna be your lover 
I wanna get to know you, baby 
One dose of your lovin' 
I'm simly gon' drive you, crazy 

I wanna be your lover 
I really need to stand you, baby 
I wanna be your lover 
I really need to stand you, baby, baby, baby, baby
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