Masta k**a - Let's Get Into Something lyrics

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Masta k**a - Let's Get Into Something lyrics

(feat. Startel) [Intro: Startel] Let's go... yeah... yeah, yeah, yeah... [Startel:] Kaboom, I came through the door Never seen a girl like you before Your eyes, your lips, your hair, your smile Oooh baby, I like your style Heh, I just need a clue, to what a brother like me must do The touch, the kiss, to hold, me with Just get that thing started Oh no doubt, I'm gon' love you right (no, no, no, no, no) Woman so just cozy now, there when you need me to hold you tight Never left stressed out, or in doubt (oh, no, no, no, no) Well welcome to the world of the Real McCoy Three times a man, never was a boy [Chorus: Startel] Baby, we're here doing nothing We should be into something I'm looking at you, you're looking at me It's all good, girl, burn some weed No need, you stand around fronting Let's go get into something I'm crushing on you, you're crushing on me Let's go kick and roll some trees [Startel:] It's so cool, I moved close to you I begin to smell your sweet perfume I smiled, said hi, y'all don't, reply I like it when they act too fly Heh, all insecurities, could never discourage me The smooth, finesse, I will, impress Can't help, but to, confess I came here just to love you right (no, no, no, no, no) Woman so just cozy now, there when you need me to hold you tight Never left stressed out, or in doubt (oh, no, no, no, no) Well welcome to the world of the Real McCoy Three times a man, never was a boy [Chorus] [Masta k**a] Aiyo, peace beautiful, here's just a few lines To let you know I was thinking, look I had a few drinks and Then I lit a bone, thinking bout your skin tone Pretty fat face, with your high cheek bone I love to hear you moan, you know our phone conversation is grown You sayin' "daddy come home", I'm all alone Here staring at your picture, kinda hating, I miss ya I soon come kiss ya pain and make it better You dressed with my sweater, for the scent of your man While I'm out hustlin', black gloves on my hand My mind pan, pictures you in front of the fan I know it's been a little while since you felt my embrace You miss daddy taste, you pace back and forth In your Vicky thong lace, the anticipation is great You can't erase, the thought of my arrival Feel the tingle, it's the sensation [Hook: Startel] I be rubbing that, holding that, loving that Girl, I know you like it like that I'm looking at you, you're looking at me It's all good, girl, burn some weed I be loving that, holding that, squeezing that Girl, what you gon' do? I'm looking at you, you're looking at me It's all good, girl, burn some weed [Chorus]