Wanna Get To Know U

[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