What U Get Is What U C (Airplay Mix)

Yo, yo, yo, Chicas
Is what you see, boy

Whenever swept her
All left was the thong thong
Loosen lame, we can get our freakin' on
I pushed the paddle don't you feel select, oh
We were running cool, in my own Imbacto

If you knew what we're doing, what we're doing
Check him out, think about we're ruling
Nigga living life, and that's my bitch
Rapping to the microphone, become rich
Hey you good looking, from Rio to Brooklyn
Rico Montego, San Diego
Even in Italy, they still consider me
One of the cool guys, the rest is all hopeless

Yo' sexy lady in the car with me
Yo, come close and to flex with me
Let's do dancing and show them who's the ruler
Yo, come close and show them who's the nudest

I'm sure, I drive you crazy
What you get is what you see
There's no need in being hazy
So you better look at me (Chica)
You better look
You better look
What you get is what you see
You better look
You better look
What you get is what you see

You're in the presence of a motherfucking rap star
I push your playback in a little yellow car
Nobody can say I'm alright to fuck me
Yeah, we're sure, I will come to stop them
Need to drink some lemon and Bacardi
What the hack? All we do is party
Check it out now, we are getting dirty
Who the girl is in do a little flirty

Oh, we are clean, cleaner as a west-star
Forget the white peace, playing golf and Pistard
I'm gonna hit you Harley, from the blame-side
With them girls, from early going through the night

Yoh, sexy lady in the car with me
Yoh, come dancin' to the Fletch with me
Let's do dancing to show them who's the ruler
Come on, come closer and show them who's the nudest

I'm sure, I drive you crazy
What you get is what you see
There's no need in being hazy
So you better look at me
You better look
You better look
What you get is what you see
You better look
You better look
What you get is what you see

All the ladies on the dance floor, say yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)
All the men on the floor say, oo! (Oo!)
Here we go again

I'm sure, I drive you crazy (I drive you crazy)
What you get is what you see (what you see)
There's no need in being hazy (being hazy)
So you better look at me (look at me)
You better look
You better look
What you get is what you see (is what you see, boy)
You better look
You better look
What you get is what you see (is what you see, boy)



Credits
Writer(s): Ray Watts, Cortez King
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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