Ray Luv - Wit It lyrics

[ Chorus ] Baby, tell me if you're with it, with it Is it cool, can I get it, can I come over Hit it when the club over Tell me if you're really with it Is it cool when I get it, act a fool Can I hit it by the pool Baby, tell me if you're with it, with it Is it cool, can I it when the club over Bring a little love over Tell me if you're really with it Is it cool, can I get it in the pool Can I video it too? Caught up in your lust Knew I'd be back from the moment we touched I get a head rush when I'm up in ya Like when the lead bust; bad b**h Lookin like she mixed on some half sh** Freaky b**h have a weaker n***a in a casket Every time I call you (it's on), but I ain't no fool Probably have a dozen other ballers callin you too All in you, too, but I ain't the one that's fallin for you When I hit you just wanna know that it's cool Are you with it, can you dig it? My intentions explicit Cause I fiend for the way you kissin and lickin So intense, you make me feel it in my wildest dreams High off the E or just chillin Got you blowin up my two-way, ready and willin Such a nasty little cha**y cause we ain't even friends We just ("Hi") f** ("Goodbye") then I'm gone in the wind Till that next time I'm jonesin and I'm on it again Me and my part-time f** friend caught up in sin [ Chorus ] I'm at the club 360, poppin big Cristy Didn't bring no b**hes but I'm takin some with me Yellin dumb things to them ones with the tongue rings Two-ways and thumb rings, young things with sprung game I got b**hes in the elevator gettin it on Busters handcuffin hoes and they sendin em home I met two from New Jeru I just took to the Brougham Puertorican speakin Spanish while they givin me dome No play for the small-timers while they floss on the phone Cause he lackin the mackin tools and still livin at home Workin that ticket-face Rolex that he copped on a loan While I'm self-made, self-paid, popped on my own I seen visions ever since the moment I was christened Of me bein king, every word that I send straight ism Don't try to lie, see the look in yo eyes I think your man ain't f**in you right, let's take a ride [ Chorus ] Rollin in my new Lex SE-4 Had a little fun, now I'm ready to go On her mama's frontdo' step I let her go Smash home, blazin a rope about a quarter to fo' When I pull up to my house, n***a, whaddaya know It's little mama in the furcoat from the weekend befo' LA type, probably lookin for dough But I'm thinkin that I can get her for mo' And have her flippin me rolls We upstairs and she rippin my clothes Hangin on me like a new pair of Girbauds Vampire, all on my throat Take it easy, baby, nice and slow You gon' get it but first think I like to know Is if you with it [ Chorus ]