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Wanna Get To Know You

This song is by 50 Cent.

I wanna get to know you
I really wanna thug you, baby
One dose of my lovin'
'Cause I know it gon' drive you, crazy

I wanna be your lover
I wanna get to know you, baby
One dose of my lovin'
'Cause I know it gon' drive you, crazy

I'm lovin' how you look in my eyes, swangin' them hips when you pass
I'm visualizin' my name tattooed on that ass baby
Jump on this Harley, let's go smoke some of that Bob Marley
Sip some Bacardi then go pull up at the after party

I think we make a perfect couple, but you think I'm trouble
Maybe that's the reason, you gave me the wrong number
She got me feelin' like, maybe she the wrong woman
Think I'ma be chasin' the chickenhead, you're on somethin'

Your toes painted, hair 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'll have you doin' what you said that you won't do

Make a decision shorty, good thangs don't last long
Your girlfriend keeps showin' me that thong
Before I head home, I'ma stop at your house and blow the horn
If you come outside you know it's on, holla at your boy

I wanna get to know you
I really wanna thug you, baby
One dose of my lovin'
'Cause I know it gon' drive you, crazy

I wanna be your lover
I wanna get to know you, baby
One dose of my lovin'
'Cause I know it gon' drive you, crazy

Now bitches be frustrated with a baller, wonder why I don't call her
Maybe because I'm busy and she need someone to spoil her
It gets annoying, from time to time, I gotta ignore her
In order to let her know that we friends and nuttin' more

She loves it when I'm in town, hate it when I'm not around
I get her and wear her down, next door neighbors hear the sound
Pictures hittin' the ground, just enough to hold us down
I'm stickin' and movin', cruisin' after the third round

Just lay back baby and let me drive you crazy
I can make a forty-year old feel like a young lady
I admit I fell in love with a friend and to make her feel special
I let her call my by my government name

Her panties wet over fame, fell in love with my chain
I wonder if I wasn't an entertainer, would she remain?
Surroundin' me, houndin' me, tryin' to be my only
I'm not your boyfriend, I'm your homey

I wanna get to know you
I really wanna thug you, baby
One dose of my lovin'
'Cause I know it gon' drive you, crazy

I wanna be your lover
I wanna get to know you, baby
One dose of my lovin'
'Cause I know it gon' drive you, crazy

Yeah, don't know what fuck me up more, watchin' her lick her lips
Or watchin' her walk, she hypnotized me with her hips man
I sweet talk her if she like
'Cause all she really want is a nigga to treat her right, right?

Look, I'm legit now, I used to break laws
Now you can reap the benefits of world tours
Big house, big Benz, girl, it's yours
Mink coats, Italian shoes, stones with no flaws

You ain't got ta look like a model for me to adore you
All you gotta do is love me and be loyal
You don't indulge in my past, fuck what happened before you
'Cause to me some bunny's gon' hate you that never saw you

C'mere, let me touch on you, I let you touch on me
Put my tongue on you, you put your tongue on me
Let me ride on you and you can ride on
We can do it all the night, we can have a baller night

I wanna get to know you
I really wanna thug you, baby
One dose of my lovin'
'Cause I know it gon' drive you, crazy

I wanna be your lover
I wanna get to know you, baby
One dose of my lovin'
'Cause I know it gon' drive you, crazy

I wanna get to know you
I really wanna thug you, baby
One dose of my lovin'
'Cause I know it gon' drive you, crazy

I wanna be your lover
I wanna get to know you, baby
One dose of my lovin'
'Cause I know it gon' drive you, crazy

I wanna be your lover
I wanna understand you, baby
I wanna be your lover
I wanna understand you, baby

Credits

Written by:

David Brown; Jacqueline Dayl Hilliard; Curtis Jackson; Christopher Lloyd; Leon Ware

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