Trying To Get At You

Lyrics

[Intro: Diddy & 8Ball] Drum Majors, Gorilla Tek, y'all Bad Boy, baby Ball and G (Yeah) You ready? (Some of that ghetto love shit) Come on, let's go [Verse 1: 8Ball] Smash with my niggas, you know how we do Flippin' through the hood, that's when I bumped into you At the car wash jumpin' out your E-Class Petite frame with your little round fat ass Ten-and-a-half for your eyes and your pretty toes I wanna know you but I heard you got a nigga though Anyway, I'ma spit it like I know that you with it My windows are tinted so he won't know that you in it We can cruise the city and get the car weed scented Drink a Hen, open up and let your boy squeeze in it A G for real I never played those games Wanna get in your brain, put some ice in your chain You can stay with your mayne, act a fool and complain Come and get with your boy, we just hang and bang That's the business but you don't want a nigga like me You want a weak ass nigga just pretendin' to be [Chorus: 112] I wish I would've said somethin' That would've made you stopped walkin' How can I let you know, girl I'm trying to get at you, baby (Can I talk to you?) And instead of trying to step on you I let another nigga up on you How can I let you know, girl I'm trying to get at you, baby (Baby, I'm trying to get to you) [Verse 2: MJG] Baby, you need a hard leg, a straight nigga with no sugar One that won't play no games and give it to you In the buck, doggystyle, the whole mile Mix it up, with the new and the old style Ain't you tired of your man hangin' up at your job Followin' you 'round, talkin' 'bout you breakin' his heart? You too pretty, to have a nigga prettier than you You need a cut-throat nigga, baby, tell you the truth I'm MJG, and I ain't tryin' to stay in your face Or crowd your space or try to get a key to your place I got my own spot, shit, but we gon' hit the hotel-ly I can't take you to my spot until I know that you're ready See, I ain't the one to fall in love just in a week Take out all my money then go invest in a freak I see something I like, baby, can I just get a number? Don't worry 'bout the stress and the pressure he got you under [Chorus: 112] I wish I would've said somethin' That would've made you stopped walkin' (Made you stop walkin', girl) How can I let you know, girl I'm trying to get at you, baby (Girl, I'm trying to get to you) And instead of trying to step on you I let another nigga up on you How can I let you know, girl I'm trying to get at you, baby (Baby, I'm trying to get to you) [Verse 3: 8Ball] Look, if your boy calls, tell him that you're rollin' with your girls Tell him y'all shoppin', you gon' meet him at the crib Really I'ma have you somewhere diggin' in your ribs Pullin' off the rubber and shootin' it on your lips Dream about the day when I can hold your hips Wanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch See, you got a nigga, I don't wanna see y'all split The real nigga in me make a nigga do that shit [Verse 4: MJG] You're listenin' to your friends again, oh no Why you wanna take advice from them? They solo I'm the one that put the spark in your life, all night And all day, so motherfuck what they all say Tell 'em MJ said it and MJ done it Shot straight into your life like Haley's Comet Eliminated them other cats who wanna run it Keep the bullshit, we'll take you away from it [Chorus: 112] I wish I would've said somethin' That would've made you stopped walkin' (Made you stop walkin', girl) How can I let you know, girl I'm trying to get at you, baby (I'm trying to get to you) And instead of trying to step on you I let another nigga up on you How can I let you know, girl I'm trying to get at you, baby (How can I let you know? Oh...) [Outro: Slim & Diddy] Can I talk to you? I really wanna meet you, girl I really wanna know your name, oh Sing it again, one more time Can I talk to you? I really wanna meet you, girl I really wanna know your name, oh 112 Ball and G, 112, Bad Boy Drum Majors, I see you I like this right here Let's go