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Get in My Car

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Get in My Car

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Yeah, Usher baby, you can't really fuck with meThis club is crowded we should goTeddy got room but I got more (more)Room ain't enough come on baby girlThat's what's up (that's what's up)One more drink and we ready to cutYou tuggin my front I'm squeezin ya buttYou ain't gone finish don't start no stuffDon't start no stuffI know you wanna leave with meYou wanna be seen with meAnd I can't lie girl you fine as hellAnd I might let you be with meI know you wanna come with meCome take a ride with meDon't be shy girlLeast not tonight girlClub is crowded we should goTeddy got room but I got more (more)Room ain't enough come on baby girlThat's what's up (that's what's up)One more drink and we ready to cutYou tuggin my front I'm squeezin ya buttYou ain't gone finish don't start no stuff(I just wanna touch) don't start no stuffThere's too many woman here to waste all my time on you, ohWhat ya gonna do girlI know I can have any one of you if I chooseI... I choose you, I chooseI say ay you get in my car, get in my carYou know you wanna rideThat yo girl lookin at meBe cool where y'all wanna beMe on you her on meIf you feelin free we can do it threeDon't put the covers on usGirl gon make ya mind upCome back to my crib get ya feet upMake love til its kids kids kids kids kidsClub is crowded we should goTeddy got room but I got more (more)Room ain't enough come on baby girlThat's what's up (that's what's up)One more drink and we ready to cutYou tuggin my front I'm squeezin ya buttYou ain't gone finish don't start no stuff(I just wanna touch) don't start no stuffThere's too many woman here to waste all my time on you, ohWhat ya gonna do girlI know I can have any one of you if I chooseI... I choose you, I choose[bun b:]This big bun b, y'all back in my miaNever met an everyday joe like giaSitting on a stack of greenbacks 'bout knee highFrom the underground, I'm a king like t.I.Son, don't roll like a miaBrought back, and tell that like I see yaBrick full of regulars swag, you see myFresher than a mall, richer than a bankBig body ben sit bigger than a tankFall up in the club, we go buy all the drankAnd holla at your girl, give me deal with ya dankFuck how you feel, I'm a keep it realI'm a let your baby girl know what's the dealPretty don't pimp, mama keep it realDrink get low, think you need a refillGirl you get your man and he still go downMight be a fool but he ain't no clownHe know a real g when he see oneHe better get like me and try to be oneYou know what it do, let it be doneGet it locked 'fore you see it on the re-runTake it to the spot, get your ass hotAnd you can run back and tell your girls what we doneTell ya what, I'm go give ya one shotGive ya one chance, girl show me what ya gotDrop it down low to the floor, let it rockWork that thing, work it, don't stopTell your man his ass out of luckI'm go put your bad ass in the trunkTake ya back to the crib and cutThat's what's upClub is crowded we should goTeddy got room but I got more (more)Room ain't enough come on baby girlThat's what's up (that's what's up)One more drink and we ready to cutYou tuggin my front I'm squeezin ya buttYou ain't gone finish don't start no stuff(I just wanna touch) don't start no stuffThere's too many woman here to waste all my time on you, ohWhat ya gonna do girlI know I can have any one of you if I chooseI... I choose you, I choose
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