Soundtracks - Get Up - Ciara текст песни

feat Chamillionaire

(Ciara):
Uh/ Yeah/ Uh/ Ow/ U/ Yeah/
(Jazze Pha): Ladies and gentlemen, Ciara/

(Verse)
You said/ Hi, my name is so-and-so, baby/
Can u tell me urs/
You look like u came to do one thing/
Set it off/ I started on the left/
Then I had to take him to the right/
He was out of breath/
But he kept on dancing all night/
Keep tryin/ Oh, baby/
But u just can
You know it/ And I can see it in ur eyes/
U want me/ Smooth as a motha---/
U was so undercover/
By the way that u was watchin

(Chorus)
Ooh, the way u look at me/ I
I just can
I can feel it in the beat/
When u do those thangs to me/
Don
Move/ Ring the alarm/
The club is jumpin

(Verse)
I said/ Ciara
Spicy just like hot sauce/ Careful, u might burn it up/
U can do the pop-lock, ragtime/ Don
That
But u just can
U know it/ Cause I can see it in ur eyes/
U want me/ Smooth as a motha---/
U was so undercover/
By the way that u was watchin me/

(Chorus)
Ooh, the way u look at me/ I
I just can
I can feel it in the beat/
When u do those thangs to me/
Don
Move/ Ring the alarm/
The club is jumpin

(Hook)
Ooh, I love the way ur vibin
Dance for me, forever/
We can have a good time/
Follow me/ (Follow me)/
To the beach, together/ (To the beach)/
U and me/ One on one/ Breakin
U can walk away, now/ (Oh-oh-oh)/
They bout 2 turn this place out/ Ooh-ooh/

(Chamillionaire)
It's the kids, they ridin' big; the one police try to catch ridin' dirty/
In the club, before eleven o'clock, like I'm tryna catch a dime kinda early/
Lookin' thick, her hair brown and curly, she love the way my ride shinin' pearly/
City boys say she fine and pretty, and the country boys say she fine and purty/
Mom and pops think it's green as curry, and the ladies know soon as they see
my jewelry/
If bein' fresh to death is a crime, I think it's time I see a jury/
You know, Chamillionare stay on the grind, a hustler like me is hard to find/
I ain't really impressed, yes, unless it's about some dollar sign/
Really no need to call ya fine, I know you be hearin' that all the time/
Watchin' ya do ya step, do ya step, yes, it's goin' down/

(Chorus)
Ooh, the way u look at me/ I
I just can
I can feel it in the beat/
When u do those thangs to me/
Don
Move/ Ring the alarm/
The club is jumpin

I got to have ya, baby/
I feel it, I feel it/
I got to have ya, baby/
Uh-uh/ I got to have ya, baby/