get it girl Get it, get it, get it (girl), get it, get it, get it, get it (girl) Get it, get it, get it (girl), get it, get it Show them hoes what you workin' with! Damn, look at that face, look at those eyes Look at them hips, look at them thighs Got that Apple Bottom, Baby Phat top Baby girl you a bad mother (boy stop!) Girl I ain't trippin, and I ain't hatin But I been watchin, and I been waitin Like the way that you shake that thang Lookin like you finna break that thang You need to lemme take that thang with me back to the pad Cause when I put in on ya, I betcha won't be mad You know I go hard, then I go deep And it's all night long, we don't need no sleep I have you doin things that your last man couldn't Lick the lollipop while I play with the pudding Yeah you said you wouldn't, I knew you would Don't be scared, it's all good, go on get it!

Baby gotta eat, you betta get right Magic City Monday, that's the crunk night That Patron, yeah that nigga gut shiverin Sight for sore eyes, these hoes be deliverin Pussy poppin and shakin, bringin home the bacon These hoes is for the takin, them clothes they mean to me The hell you waitin on? Yo' ass betta get it These thugs in the club, you betta come on with it Drop it, pop it, shake it, chrome lit pole Bitch gotta nigga dick sittin on swole Losin control off the liquor (damn I like the way she put that thang on a nigga!) She playin with my mind, see the bitch is fine I can't make her mine, but I could talk her down You don't hardly dance, this yo' chance Nigga leave the club with his print showin in his pants (I-Yup) Get it girl.

Bun b git it