Get Up lyrics
[Jazze Phae]
Ladies and gentlemen! Ciara [Verse 1] He said 'Hi, my name is so and so Baby can you tell me yours? You look like you came to do One thing (Set it off)' I started on the left And I had to take him to the right He was out of breath But he kept on dancin' all night [Pre-hook] You tryin, admit it But you just can fight the feelin inside You know it And I can see it in your eyes You want me You smooth as ya mother You're so undercover By the way that you was watchin' me [Hook] Ooh! uh The way you look at me I'm feelin' you, uh I just can't help it Tryin' to keep it cool, uh I can feel it in the beat, uh When you do those things to me, uh Don't let nothin' stop you M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm The club is jumpin' now So get up! [Verse 2] I said 'Ciara's on your radio, Everybody turn it up' Spicy just like hot sauce Careful, you might burn it up You can do the pop lock Ragtime, don't stop That's the way you gotta get Get it, make ya body rock [Pre-hook] You tryin, admit it But you just can fight the feelin inside You know it 'cause I can see it in your eyes You want me You smooth as a mother You're so undercover By the way that you was watchin' me [Hook] Ooh! uh The way you look at me I'm feelin' you, uh I just can't help it Tryin' to keep it cool, uh I can feel it in the beat, uh When you do those things to me, uh Don't let nothin' stop you M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm The club is jumpin' now So get up! [Bridge] Ooh, I love the way you vibe with me Dance with me forever We can have a good time, follow me To the beat together You and me, one on one Breakin' it down You can't walk away now We bout to turn this place out [Chamillionaire Rap] It's the kid stay ridin' big The one the police tried to catch ridin' dirty In the club before eleven o'clock Like I'm tryin to catch it down kinda early Look, ya thick her hair brown and curly She love the way my ride shinin pearly City boys say she fine a pretty In the country boys say she fine and 'purrty' My pockets thick as green, it's curvy And the ladies know soon as they see my jewelry If bein' fresh to death is a crime I think it's time for me to see the jury [Chamillionaire] You know Chamillionaire stay on the grind A hustla like me is hard to find I ain't really impressed, yes Unless it's about some dollar signs Ain't really don't need to call you fine I know you be hearin' that all the time I'm watchin' you do ya step, do ya step Yep it's goin down [Hook] Ooh! uh The way you look at me I'm feelin' you, uh I just can help it Tryin' to keep it cool, uh I can feel it in the beat, uh When you do those things to me, uh Don't let nothin' stop you M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm The club is jumpin' now So get up! Ooh! uh The way you look at me I'm feelin' you, uh I just can't help it Tryin' to keep it cool, uh I can feel it in the beat, uh When you do those things to me, uh Don't let nothin' stop you M-ooo-ve, ring the alarm The club is jumpin' now So get up! I got to have you baby Uh, I feel it I got to have you baby I got to have you baby Uh, I feel it I got to have you baby
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