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I Wanna Get
Paull Wall & Chamillionaire
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I'm a hustler, ladies man, of course a playa
So say ya, prayers when I park the gator
Your neighbor suspect some suspicious behavior
And ready to call your Captain Save-A to come save ya
But you're not in danger cause I'm not a stranger
I just came for, one night to entertain ya
Came to your crib, I know it'd be a shame to
Waste this evening, tryin to be a complainer, dig it in
If you would of known 20 inches of chrome
Was really turnin me on, then we wouldn't be friends
Cause we'd be alone, somewhere gettin it on
And I know that would be wrong, then you'd be cheatin
Never let you know, how I feel on the phone
Cause I don't want this to go, on the deep end
So I'm afraid I can't let you know, that I wanna get sexual
Watch me, I'm gon pull up outside, your crib in my ride
Tell my girl that I'll be at the studio live
No one will know I've, even arrived
I'mma show up at fo' and be out the do' befo' five
Let me get inside (you got a nasty mind?)
I wasn't talkin 'bout your drawers, I'm talkin 'bout your house
Cause that's the first step after I get in the do'
You already know how the rest of the script go
Me and you on the flo', your niggas gone
I think we could get kinky, drink the liquor
Lengthy, sips of Henny and soda, got you so uh
Far from sober, I'm like man, hold up
You're fine but I kinda, feel you tryin to
Turn me on showin designer, panty liners
If I ever get the time a, day then I'mma
Make you cum like the space after the comma, f'real
If I would of known 20 inches of chrome
Was really turnin you on, then we wouldn't be friends
Cause we'd be alone, somewhere gettin it on
And I know that would be wrong, then you'd be cheatin
Never let you know, how I feel on the phone
We both got lovers at home, but we ain't gotta tell them
Don't be afraid baby let me know, if you wanna get sexual
What you mean though, I give you what you fiend for
You gotta just let me know
Hand me the keys, to your sexual needs
I drive slow, I won't speed
Is this yo' last answer, this is yo' last chance
To let Chamillion romance ya
Don't be afraid baby let me know, if you wanna get sexual
Catch game, I'm pitchin to ya come up out of the dark
Step up to the plate, swing and hit you out of the park
Could you meet me out at the park? Let me seduce you
I'm kinda like Chris Tucker tryin to get me some moo shu
Let me, introduce you to Pablo's peter
Take your shirt off and aye-yi-yi it's unbelievable
Why you always actin like I ain't 'bout nothin?
Girl you bluffin, you a turkey, let me stick you my stuffin
Wake you up out of your dreams, it ain't what it seem
Let me get inside your coffee and squirt my cream
You understand? Hear me out, peep my slang
Quit actin like you ain't attracted by the way that I swang
I know them 20 inch thangs keep catchin your eye
Don't let me catch you in a lie, let me caress your thigh
Let me play the itsy-bitsy spider under your skirt
I wanna flirt but you don't wanna be hurt, you think I'm a jerk
If you would of known 20 inches of chrome
Was really turnin me on, then we wouldn't be friends
Cause we'd be alone, somewhere gettin it on
And I know that would be wrong, then you'd be cheatin
Never let you know, how I feel on the phone
Cause I don't want this to go, on the deep end
So I'm afraid I can't let you know, that I wanna get sexual
What you mean though, I give you what you fiend for
You gotta just let me know
Hand me the keys, to your sexual needs
I drive slow, I won't speed
Is this yo' last answer, this is yo' last chance
To let Paul Wall romance ya
Don't be afraid baby let me know, if you wanna get sexual
Mmmmm, sexual, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
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