G-unit - Wanna Get To Know You - G-Unit lyrics

[Chorus] 2x I wanna get to know you I really wanna f** you, baby I'm lost in your lovin' I'm simply gonna drive you, crazy Verse 1 : [Young Buck] I'm lovin' how you look in my eyes, swingin' them hips when you pa** I'm visualizing my name tattooed on that a** 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 feeling like, maybe she the wrong woman Think I'ma be chasin' the chicken head you own somethin' Your toes painted half 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 have you doin' what you said that you won't do Making decisions shorty good things don't last long Your girlfriend keep 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 you boy [Chorus] Verse 2 : [Lloyd Banks] b**hes be frustrated with the baller, wonder why I don't call her Maybe because I'm busy and she needs someone to spoil her It gets annoying from time to time I gotta ignore her In order to let her know we'll be friends and nothing more She loves it when I'm in town, hate it when I'm not around I get her and wear down, next door neighbors hear the sound Pictures hittin' the ground, just enough to hold us down I'm stickin' and moving cruising after the third round Just lay back baby and let me drive you crazy I can make a 40 year old feel like a young lady I admit I fell in love with a frame and to make her feel special I let her call me by my government name Her panties wet over fame, fall in love with my chain I wonder if I wasn't an entertainer would she remain Surrounding me, hounding me, trying to be my only I'm not your boyfriend I'm your homie [Chorus] Verse 3 : [50 cent] What would f** me up more, watching her lick her lips Or watching her walk she hypnotize me with her hips man I sweet talking her if she like Cause all she really want is a n***a to treat her right right Look I'm legit now, I used to break laws Now you can reap the benefit of world tours Big house, big Benz girl it yours Mink coats Italian shoes stones with no flaws You ain't go to look like a model for me to adore you All you gotta do is love me and be loyal Don't indulge in my past, f** what happened before you Cause their be some homies gonna hate you that never saw you Come here let my 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 balla night [Chorus] 3x