Bun B - Get In My Car Lyrics

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Get In My Car

Get In My Car Lyrics by Bun B
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What Are The Lyrics For Get In My Car By Bun B?

(Kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss)
(y'all niggas will never learn)
Yeah, Usher baby (you cant really f*ck with me)
This club is crowded, we should go
Telly got rooms, but I got more
Rooms ain't enough
Come on baby girl that's whats up (that's what's up)
One one more drink and we ready to cut
You tugging my front, I'm squeezing ya butt
If you ain't gone finish, don't start no stuff,
(I just want to touch) Don't start no stuff (Yeah)
Do you wanna leave with me? (Yeah)
You wanna be seen with me? (Uh huh)
I can't lie girl, you fine as hell
And I might let you be with me, uh yeah
I know you wanna come with me, yeah
Come take a ride with me
Can't be shy girl, 'least not tonight girl

Club is crowded, we should go
Telly got rooms, but I got more
More rooms ain't enough
Come on baby girl that's whats up (that's what's up)
One more drink and we ready to cut
You tugging my front, I'm squeezing ya butt
If you ain't gone finish, don't start no stuff,
(I just want to talk) Don't start no stuff

There's so many woman here
Tonight, it's a 1 for 2
Oh, what you gonna do girl
Let me know you're coming
I'm waiting for you to choose
I, I choose you, (yeah) I choose you

(I say aye, aye you, you
Get in my car, get in my car
Get in my car, get in my car
You know you wanna roll)

Is that your girl lookin' at me? (yeah)
Be clear where y'all wanna be
Me on you, her on me
If you feeling free
We can do it three, just wave
Don't put the clothes up
Girl go make your mind up
Get you back to my crib with your feet up
Make love 'til its kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss, kiss

Club is crowded, we should go
Telly got room, but I got more
More rooms ain't enough
Come on baby girl that's whats up (that's what's up)
One one more drink and we ready to cut
You tugging my front, I'm squeezing ya butt
If you ain't gone finish, don't start no stuff,
(I just want to talk) Don't start no stuff

There's so many woman here
Tonight, it's a 1 for 2
Oh, what you gonna do girl
Let me know you're coming
I'm waiting for you to choose
I, I choose you, I choose you

Well its big Bun B'da man,
Back in my Bia
Never been an everyday Joe like G.I.
Sitting on a stack of greenbacks 'bout knee high
From the underground, I'm a king like T.I.
Son, Bun on poll like a P.I.
Brought back, and tell that like I see ya
Brick full of regulars swag, you see my
Pretty boy usher, you know that we fly
Fresher than a mall, richer than than a bank
Big body Benz sit bigger than a tank
Fall up in the club, we go buy all the drank
And holla at your gyal, give a damn what ya think
F*ck how you feel, I'm a keep it real
I'm a let your baby girl know what's the deal
Pretty don't pimp, lil' mama keep it trill
Drink get low, think you need a refill
Know you wit' your man and ya still go down
Might be a fool but he ain't gon' clown
He know a real G when he see one
He better get like me and try to be one
You know what it do, let it be done
Get it now before you see it on the re-run
Take it to the spot, get your ass hot
And you can run back and tell your girls what we done
Tell ya what, I'm go give ya one shot
Give ya one chance, girl show me what ya got
Drop it down low to the floor, let it pop
T'werk that thing, work it, don't stop
Tell your man that his ass out of luck (out of luck)
I'm fittin' to put your bad ass in the trunk (in the trunk)
Take ya back to the crib and cut
That's what's up (that's whats up)

Club is crowded, we should go
Teddy got room, but I got more
More rooms ain't enough
Come on baby girl that's whats up (that's what's up)
One more drink and we ready to cut
You tugging my front, I'm squeezing ya butt
If you ain't gone finish, don't start no stuff,
(I just want to talk) Don't start no stuff

There's so many woman here
Tonight, it's a 1 for 2
Oh, what you gonna do girl
Let me know you're coming
I'm waiting for you to choose
I, I choose you, I choose you

(I say aye, aye you, you
Get in my car, get in my car
Get in my car, get in my car
You know you wanna roll)

(aye, aye you, you
Get in my car, get in my car
Get in my car, get in my car
You know you wanna roll)

Who Wrote Get In My Car By Bun B?

Andrew Castro, Christopher James Gholson, Ryon Lovett, Usher Raymond

What's The Duration Of The Get In My Car By Bun B?

The duration of Get In My Car is 4:09 minutes and seconds.

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