Soundtracks - Get Up - Ciara /feat Chamillionaire lyrics

(Ciara): Uh/ Yeah/ Uh/ Ow/ U/ Yeah/ (Jazze Pha): Ladies and gentlemen, Ciara/ (Verse) You said/ Hi, my name is so-and-so, baby/ Can u tell me urs/ You look like u came to do one thing/ Set it off/ I started on the left/ Then I had to take him to the right/ He was out of breath/ But he kept on dancing all night/ Keep tryin/ Oh, baby/ But u just can You know it/ And I can see it in ur eyes/ U want me/ Smooth as a motha---/ U was so undercover/ By the way that u was watchin (Chorus) Ooh, the way u look at me/ I I just can I can feel it in the beat/ When u do those thangs to me/ Don Move/ Ring the alarm/ The club is jumpin (Verse) I said/ Ciara Spicy just like hot sauce/ Careful, u might burn it up/ U can do the pop-lock, ragtime/ Don That But u just can U know it/ Cause I can see it in ur eyes/ U want me/ Smooth as a motha---/ U was so undercover/ By the way that u was watchin me/ (Chorus) Ooh, the way u look at me/ I I just can I can feel it in the beat/ When u do those thangs to me/ Don Move/ Ring the alarm/ The club is jumpin (Hook) Ooh, I love the way ur vibin Dance for me, forever/ We can have a good time/ Follow me/ (Follow me)/ To the beach, together/ (To the beach)/ U and me/ One on one/ Breakin U can walk away, now/ (Oh-oh-oh)/ They bout 2 turn this place out/ Ooh-ooh/ (Chamillionaire) It's the kids, they ridin' big; the one police try to catch ridin' dirty/ In the club, before eleven o'clock, like I'm tryna catch a dime kinda early/ Lookin' thick, her hair brown and curly, she love the way my ride shinin' pearly/ City boys say she fine and pretty, and the country boys say she fine and purty/ Mom and pops think it's green as curry, and the ladies know soon as they see my j**elry/ If bein' fresh to d**h is a crime, I think it's time I see a jury/ You know, Chamillionare stay on the grind, a hustler like me is hard to find/ I ain't really impressed, yes, unless it's about some dollar sign/ Really no need to call ya fine, I know you be hearin' that all the time/ Watchin' ya do ya step, do ya step, yes, it's goin' down/ (Chorus) Ooh, the way u look at me/ I I just can I can feel it in the beat/ When u do those thangs to me/ Don Move/ Ring the alarm/ The club is jumpin I got to have ya, baby/ I feel it, I feel it/ I got to have ya, baby/ Uh-uh/ I got to have ya, baby/