Wanna Get To Know You Lyrics

Wanna Get To Know You lyrics

[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

[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.