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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Stimme und Gesang
USHER
Stimme und Gesang
R.O.C.
Stimme und Gesang
Boo
Stimme und Gesang
Gotti
Stimme und Gesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Songwriter:in
Bryan-Michael Cox
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Rahman Griffin
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Mwata Mitchell
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Sabrian Sledge
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Jermaine Dupri Mauldin
Produzent:in
Bryan-Michael Cox
Co-Produzent:in
Phil Tan
Mischtechniker:in
John Horesco IV
Mischtechnikerassistent:in
Brian Frye
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ay ma, could we talk about you hoping the flight?
No moonwalkin', good to see Gotti, they're 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 with crazy hoes
Most of 'em hot, but most of 'em J.D. hoes
Ay ma, I wanna know what's poppin'
I'm tryna give you this cock from Rockland's hot, man
[Verse 2]
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' with 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, till this young **** bruise them hips, c'mon
[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, get it
I gotta get some
[Verse 3]
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 **** 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 y'all think I'm grown
Drink all day, and I take you home
[Verse 4]
You see, I only like the women who be dressed right
In my S tight, but 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 inducin'
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, get it
I gotta get some
[Chorus]
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, get it
I gotta get some
Written by: Bryan-Michael Cox, Jermaine Dupri Mauldin, Mwata Mitchell, Rahman Griffin, Sabrian Sledge