G-unit Wanna Get To Know U Lyrics

Wanna Get To Know U Lyrics

I wanna be your lawyer



I really wanna defend you, baby



I'm lost in your lovin'



I'm simply gonna try you, crazy







I wanna be your lover



I wanna get to know you, baby



I'm lost in your lovin'



I'm simply gonna try you, crazy







[Young Buc]







Im lovin' how you look in my eyes



Swingin' them hips when you pass



I'm visualizing 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 feeling like "maybe she the wrong woman"



Think im'a be chasin' the chicken head you own somethin'



Your toes painted half 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



Making decisions shorty good things don't last long



Your girlfriend keep showin' me that thong



Before I head home



Im'a stop at your house and blow the horn



If you come outside you know it's on







[Chorus]







[Lloyd Banks]







Bitches be frustrated with the baller



Qonder why I call her



Maybe because I'm busy and she needs someone to spall her



Hickups annoy ya from time to time I gotta ignore her



In order to let her know we'll be friends and nothing more



She loves it when I'm in town



Hate it when I'm not around



I get her and wed down



Next door neighboors hear the sound



Pictures hittin' the ground



Just enough to hold us down



I'm stickin' n' moving cruising 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 a frame



And to make her feel special I let her call me by my government name



Her panties wet over fame



Fall in love with my chain



I wonder if I wasn't an entertainer would she remain



Surrounding me hounding me trying to be my only



I'm not your boyfriend I'm your homie.







[Chorus]







[50 Cent]







(Yeah) What would fuck me up more



Watching her lick her lips



Or watching her walk she hypnotize me with her hips (yeah) man



I sweet talking her if she like



Cause all she really want is a nigga to treat her right right



Look I'm legit now used to break laws



Now you can reap the benefit of world tours



Big house big Benz girl it yours



Mink coats Italian shoes stones with no flaws



You ain't go 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 their be some honies gonna hate you that never saw you



Come here let my touch on you I let you touch on me



Put my tounge on you you put your tounge 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 be your lawyer



I really wanna defend you, baby



I'm lost in your lovin'



I'm simply gonna try you, crazy







I wanna be your lover



I wanna get to know you, baby



I'm lost in your lovin'



I'm simply gonna try you, crazy







I wanna be your lover



I really need to stand you, baby



I wannt be your lover



I really need to stand you, baby, baby, baby, baby.