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Jermaine Dupri

Genres: Hip-Hop

Get Some Lyrics - Jermaine Dupri

Ay ma, could we talk about you hoping the flight 

No moonwalkin', good to see Gotti, they droppin' the price 

Now look at miss hotty, rockin' the ice 

Used to be rockin' the Nike's, now it's Prada for life 

I'm in the ATL club and wit crazy hoes 

Most of 'em hot, but most of 'em J.D. hoes 

Ay ma, I want to know what's poppin' 

I'm tryna give you this cock from Rockland's hot man 

 

Shorty is tryna talk too much 

I might say slick shit just to toss you up 

By the end of the night, I'm tryna toss you up 

So fuck what you tell me 

We could get it crackin' wit this bottle of Belve 

Cranberry and mix, show me how you movin' them lips 

I'ma show you how I move in the six 

I gotta sweet top, floor to twist 

We could fuck all night, 'til this young nigga bruise them hips 

 

[Chorus] 

I gotta get some 

Shorty I ain't trippin' we could do whatever ya like 

I gotta get some 

We could see a movie, go to dinner, by the end of the night 

I gotta get some 

If I came on too forward sorry that's just how it is 

I gotta get some 

I don't know about you it's after 12, gotta get it, get it 

I gotta get some 

 

Listen, uh, It ain't me if I don't hit the spot and drop paper 

It's in my nature, the one to fuckin' not date ya 

See some niggas got the game in a twist 

Lettin' hoes come over eat, drink, and split shit 

Not me, first date, first night 

I'm knockin' bitches out like if my name was Rocky 

Got me, fucked up, if why'all think I'm grown 

Drink all day and I take you home 

 

You see I only like the women who be dressed right 

In my S tight, I think I just might 

Pimp her, before I dig her 

Never meant no pretender Jersey representer 

Give her, gray gooses, buttons unloosen 

Touch, and seducin', ecstasy and ducin' 

The Coupe and she'll never see the crib (Uh, uh) 

Now ain't it good that my Benz seats foldin', uh 

 

[Chorus] 

 

I gotta get some 

Shorty I ain't trippin' we could do whatever ya like 

I gotta get some 

We could see a movie, go to dinner, by the end of the night 

I gotta get some 

If I came on too forward sorry that's just how it is 

I gotta get some 

I don't know about you it's after 12, gotta get it, get it 

I gotta get some 

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